Costume ... I said. Nah... a guy would just wear Y fronts... no one would be seeing them... I had no answer. He shrugged. It's not a problem... really..... its cool... I nodded. Besides... you look pretty good... Now I smiled.We carried on sipping coffee... chatting generally. He was a nice guy. Looking back I realise that all the time... I was taking a girls role though I didn't really notice it at the time. Later Robert said... you could have changed out of the clothes you know... Then he. She gave me some cloths. it was ok. we ate dinner and came to watch tv again. we talked too much things and we got bonded. now we are like friends. when i came to watch tv i putted my head on her lap and looked at her she was soo pretty. i got hard a bit because i could see her tits a little. we were silent. i raised my hand and started touching her face. i broke the silence "you are so pretty" she said "thank you" and gave me kiss on the forehead. i wanted to see her naked again. i wanted to. " That's the nature of a cover-up, Baby," he said, nuzzling against her hand. "God, I missed you, Camille. All I could think about was getting back to you."She sat back on her heels, pulling her hands down to rest on his thighs. "I missed you too, Niko. My world stopped that day. I tried to find out what happened to you but the police had given up on the case. They wrote you off as just another drunk driver, said that your body probably washed downstream or got hung up on a snag, and was stuck. I came so intensely inside her that I couldn't stop my body from shaking. My hormones were on overdrive. And then she said it."Oh, God. Oh, God. You didn't just cum in me, did you? I'm not on birth control."After it happened, we had a very long talk. And then we left on awkward terms. I'd spent time with her sister, I'd gone out with Amanda a number of times, and Miranda and I hadn't spoken in almost three weeks. Until one night when she called.We talked for a half hour. She invited me over. I.