You lean backwards, gently allowing your weight to pull me with you. For a moment, I let you pull me down with you as I slide my right hand from your ...houlder and along your back. My other finds your leg again.I look up into your eyes and my thumb presses firmly into your inner thigh. The shock of pleasure which runs through your body makes you gasp. Your legs instinctively lock together, trapping my hand.Your body rises off the bed, but I intercept you, my mouth finding your neck. My lips move. A long way my Lisa had come. Over the next few years, she seemed to be much more accepting that her body was desirable and that she enjoyed being an object of desire. I would point out guys who were eyeing her as we shopped in the mall or wherever and she was dressing more like a woman comfortable and accepting of her sexuality and sexiness. The photos were also moving into full nudity, even after a few more years, into open legs shots, sometimes with a finger or two inside. She had come a long. Her ex-boyfriend Tom and his friend George were there. I had been drinking pretty heavily and so had she. We were both off mingling with the crowd of friends and I had gotten pretty distracted. During this time she had slipped out the upstairs backdoor of the bar onto the fire escape and onto the adjacent roof of the building next door with Tom and George, under the pretenses of smoking a joint (something that always makes her horny) to celebrate the occasion. With the crowd inside and them. .... but she couldn't give herself up to the fantasy, not here and now, after a busy session, and with a crowd of women all waiting for the shower to get on with their own Friday nights. So she took a deep breath, shut off the water, and went into the change rooms to dry off. Her skin felt alive and her loins still tingled as she got dressed. Her yellow dress was light and brushed softly against her skin. Her bra was very sheer and she noticed that as she put it on, her nipples showed through..