We slid into each others’ arms and kissed. Her lips were soft, moist and electric! There was something about kissing this girl that made it feel b...and new! Our tongues danced as if searching for some lost treasure. Pressed fully against her chest she felt like heaven! Our hands began to roam and I gently kissed her neck and ears while I reached up to caress her firms tits. We both let out a little sigh and she arched her head back inviting me to continue. My lips worked down to the spot. She'd checked that there was a George Roberts living at the address she'd been given but she had no way of knowing that that was the same guy she'd be in contact with. For all she knew, once he had her picture, an electronic file he could do with as he liked, she might never hear from (insert user name), the name he used on Fetlife, again. She guarded her identity closely and wasn't about to let anybody she wasn't totally sure about see what she looked like. They could see every inch of her. “Her name was Annie.” She stopped.“Okay,” I said.She closed her eyes, but went on.“Annie and I were very close. We felt things for each other we weren’t supposed to feel.”“Sexual things,” I guessed.She opened her eyes and looked at me.“You’re getting very good at this.” She gave a little shake, like a shiver, but then her colors firmed up to be ‘normal’ Tiffany colors. “Yes, we were sexually attracted to each other. What I felt a moment ago was what I felt for her, back then. I’d almost. Her father had disappeared a long time ago and, after bouncing from relative to relative Judy ended up with my folks who gave her my sister’s room, who’s almost finished with college and hardly comes home any more.It was so hot, I was sweating when I got to Judy’s bedside and just watched her sleeping; on her belly she lay with the right side of her face on her pillow, her right arm straight by her side while her left had tucked beneath the pillow and her left knee bent. Sprawled across her bed.