I wanted to say yes. It was at the tip of my tongue, but I couldn’t spit it off. “Um, I think I have something going on that night.” Another li.... He didn’t lose a beat, he perked up and looked out the window. “Ok, no problem….I should go, I have to get back to the office.” I numbly nodded my head, wanting to take back what I had just said. Before I could, he had said goodbye and was out the door. I had been too scared to say anything else. Now, here I was, in my sweat soaked t-shirt,. Well, I love all asses, but there is just something about a woman with big round globes that just drives me crazy. Sorry, I digressed again. So we go over how we would have had a good time together down there, blah, blah, blah, then she says, you know no one fucks me like you. Ok my fellow perves, before any of you haters jump on this line. No, I do not believe this shit, but who am I to disagree. I tell her it takes two, if it was not for her giving herself and the chemistry we have. "Things were good until they found out that we were having more sex than they were. For some reason they were all really upset about the situation and Sheila was packed off to a college in France to 'finish her education'. I've thought a great deal about this and I've come to the conclusion that Sheila's dad may have been keeping my mom happy for longer than anyone would admit."I decided to make a clean break and joined the Army. Sheila wouldn't look at another man, and there were plenty for. When they were both dry Miles took her by the hand and led her to one of the bedrooms.As he opened the door Brittany saw a king-sized bed with ruby-colored sheets, dark wood bed frame, and plenty of pillows. The walls were a deep burgundy color and there were black French accents painted on. As she lay on the bed Brittany noticed a set of ties hanging down from the ceiling and straps dangling from the tops of the bedposts. Her anxiety increased at the multitude of thoughts that traced through.