Peu à peu nous nous nous dévoilions l'un à l'autre, et les mots aidant, avec de moins en moins de retenue. notre amitié se transformait peu à peu...en jardin secret dans lequel nos pensées laissaient libre court à leur imagination, parfois tendre et passionnée, parfois coquine.La rencontre a été tant attendue, ce jour miraculeux où nos deux êtres fusionel pouvait enfin s'apprécier dans son intégralité. Nous nous sommes vus... échangés une bise sur la joue, qui fut notre premier contact réel.... Jenny knew he would beat his meat at night. She would come in at that time. Cum in. he thought. They were arguing, both showing anger. Pillows were being thrown around. Pillows are for a head. She was trying to get a head of him. Did she want to give him head? No! he thought. She was showing her ass. She wants it in the ass. “Alright ya little bitch” Jim said as he started dragging her up the steps by her hair. “You’re going to get yours.” Jenny had no idea what was soon to come. . ”John called Dan to ensure him that he and Lisa wanted to him fucking her to still happen. Dan asked what they might like to do. John said they’d have take-out food at home then go from there. He said Lisa loves having sex in public and suggested they go out to a club for some dancing and sexy fun then come home again. Dan heartily agreed thinking of the similar ways he and his girls have had their fantasies acted out for real.Dan followed the directions that John had phoned him taking a longer. " Seems the most likely scenario," said Benton, watching the plane untilit had receded away to a dot in the distance. "Let's hope our lads allgive Jerry the slip."Breakfast was a couple of pieces of Red Cross chocolate each. Water wouldhave been nice but water bottles had not been in great supply in StalagLuft XII so we had none. It had been assumed we'd be able to find streamsto drink from. Hopefully we would tonight. A man can go a couple of weekswithout food but only a couple of days without.