My heart dropped as he said that. Could he be the one I thought? He had traveled hundreds of miles just to see me for the first time. How did I find s...ch a sweet romantic guy like him? Could this be true love? As all of these thoughts were racing through my mind he came up behind me. He brushed my hair aside and kissed me slowly on the nap of my neck. My body tingled all over as his lips touched my soft skin. He then wrapped his arms around me and whispered in my ear, I never want to let you. ” Ash watched her pull her yellow shirt over her head and gazed at her light blue bra. It wasn’t hiding much, seeing as Misty wasn’t exactly a busty lady, but she had decent breasts. The she sat down and pulled off her shorts before turning around and crawling toward Ash and the opening to the sleeping bag. The memory of Misty crawling toward him in her underwear was seared into Ash’s memory forever. Misty slid into the bag next to him, touching quite a bit of skin as she did so. She smiled at. ” “It was a damn good idea,” said Lorene. Euchre, by itself, was getting dull.” “I made a horrible spectacle of myself.” “Hope I come next week as nicely as you did,” said Lorene, “with an accent on the come.” “Amen,” echoed Krista, “I could handle one of those.” “Couldn’t we all?” agreed Lorene. Krista slowed as she neared Jackie’s house. “It’s been quite an evening. How about coming across to my place for some coffee or whatever and we can shoot the shit some more.” “Count me out,” said. She asks “Do you have any dark colors that need to be washed? I don’t want waste your water on this small of a load.” I walk back to the bedroom and pick up some jeans and the torn shirt from last night. She smiles and takes the jeans and places them in the washer. She looks at the shirt and and says “Sorry about the shirt. I just got a little emotional and ripped it off of you. I don’t think this needs to be washed it needs to be thrown away.” My phone rings and I answer it. It is my friend.