By comparison Kim was very different. Kim made you work for your money. They say the journey is the best part of the trip and there were no shortcuts ...ith Kim. I really didn't mind working for my money and I certainly didn't mind the journey. I have nothing against foreplay, believe me. But, I have to admit, sometimes I missed a girl like Lauren who didn't take much more than a glance and a stroke to get that motor revving.Lauren also had the blackest hair and the bluest eyes I had ever seen.. Her pubes were still full and puffy,looking strange and beautiful covered in neatly trimmed blond hair cut to hide under a bikini. But my admiration was cut short as Beth grabbed the only thing left in reach, a small throw pillow, and covered (of all things) her tummy and the top of her pussy while the other hand went to her breasts. Here, I must explain to readers of the first chapter that I left out something describing my beautiful sister. Yes, she had no muffin top or spare tire, but she. “My hands…?” “No,” you say, instead sucking the juice gently off my collarbone. I hold my breath as your tongue moves up, we kiss again, longer, more intensely. I stand up and turn around to sit down facing you. I slowly move my bound arms over your head and pull you closer, opening my mouth slightly to receive another sultry kiss. A slow samba song comes on, I let my head fall backward smiling and tell you how I love this song. My hips start moving. The music, the beat, and the pressure of. "Tony laughed. "I'd better not say better luck next time." I don't know. We'd like to catch the perpetrator." Of course. Um, Zoë, would you like to go out with me one evening?" Thanks, Tony, but no thanks. I've sworn off men until I've got my degree under my belt." Oh, OK. 'Bye."Jerry had overheard the conversation and smiled at her.She smiled back. "He's a nice guy but I don't think he's my sort." Probably not."The rest of the week passed without incident although there was mild excitement.