He was looking through his Facebook account when he came across her in his friend’s profile. He was immediately attracted by her everyday beauty but...most of all he was captivated by her smile. The picture showed her sitting on a balcony in a beach outfit her toned legs resting on another chair with a drink in her hand smiling directly at the camera.His pulse and heartbeat quickened as he clicked on her profile for information but little was gained due to the privacy settings. He wanted to know. "That's boring. I don't want to talk about boys." Johnny, don't tell me boys don't talk about girls!" Annie transfixed him with a stare."Well ... not much." But they DO, don't they!"Johnny colored. He was getting uncomfortable, he certainly didn't want to talk about 'girls' either. Not with girls."Sometimes." What do they say about girls?" Pam caught the drift of what Annie was doing, pin the boy into a corner.Johnny blushed again."Just things..." They talk about fucking girls don't they!". Yes, but… well, later. First off, what do we want?’ Denise asked. ‘Well, I want to be able to be with Stan, here, to love him, to spend time with him and be romantic with him, to make love with him. Stan?’ Stan sat for a moment, trying to work out how to answer. ‘I’m not sure what to say! This whole thing is completely outside my experience. I love you, Anne, you’ve got to believe that first, but I find I can’t hide it, I love you too Denise. I want both of you. But isn’t that wrong?’ Denise. The meal prepared I decide to have a shower and get ready for our night together. Heading upstairs and struggle out of my clothes and into the bathroom eager to feel the heat of the water. I switch on some music playing it loud so I can hear it in the shower removing the last of my clothes climb into the hot stream of water which feels wonderful against my skin. I begin daydreaming of you and all the things I'd like to do to you, the feel of your naked body against mine. Imagining your kisses,.