(Johnny giggled.)Johnny: I locked my door but I’d still better talk quietly.Dave: Sounds like a good idea. Do you have something special to show me...Johnny undressed, but this time I was treated to a slow unveiling. He licked one finger from each hand and rubbed them on his nipples. He cupped his little mounds and held the puffy wet nipples out to the camera.Johnny: I wish you could kiss them. They tingle.Dave: Tomorrow, Sweetheart. I promise.Johnny lay back and opened his pudgy legs. He. I wanted to sit up. But doing so would force me to push Holly off the sofa. Holly was sitting on the edge of the sofa, her left arm resting on me. She had me trapped. "I guess." Yeah," Holly glanced down again. "I guess."My face flushed when she looked me in the eyes. She was teasing me. Making me lie there with this raging erection, and unable to escape. I knew Holly could feel my heart racing. She smiled at me again and slowly patted my chest. We existed in this awkward situation."Well," I. He heard the lock being unlocked and the door was opened.He went in. It was her. She welcomed him in with a beautiful smile.She was wearing the traditional black dress of her people, but her dress was a little tight and thus it exposed her curves well. The moment he saw her, he felt like burning within. She was one of the sexiest women he had ever seen. Her skin was as white as milk, he would have said. Her lips were light pink. Her nose was pointed but not too long. Her hair was dark hazel. He had emptied her overnight bag, arranging each item carefully by heightin a semi-circle around the transparent plastic case - worshipers aroundan idol. [Ghostly W6]An empty bottle of wine cradled in his lap, hesurveyed the scene once more, rocking slightly off balance as he reachedinto the case to tickle the cat between the ears.There was a knock at the door.Surprised, Mark stopped, unsure what he had heard. The house wascompletely still and quiet, save for the background noise of traffic.