I'm someone who likes my own home.I walk over cautiously to the elevator. I reassure myself by thinking that I'll just check it out but if I don't lik... it, I'm not staying.I swipe my card against the slot on the wall, and the doors pinged open.I walked inside and did as Hannah instructed.The doors pinged closed and the lift began to travel up.Soft gentle guitar music played. Actually quite nice for elevator music.Usually it's just a cheesy muzak tune, but this guitar is quite nice and. Winters started and it used to extremely cold. We used to wear multiple layers of clothing. It was in those days that we used to hold hands all the day. The grip between the hands was so tight that one could easily say by looking that our desires to explore each others’ bodies was on an all time high.The handholding didn’t stop even after winters ended. Instead, we took it a step further. I used to keep my hand on her thighs and started to rub it. This was when we were not holding hands. She. I wanted my best friend. I knew I wanted her, just as an experiment, just once would be enough for me. It was the summer break and we were going to my cottage for the week. I wanted her, yes, but I didn't know what I was supposed to do. There was no instruction book for 'how to seduce your best friend,' so I just went with it. We spend the first day sun bathing and jumping in the lake when we got too hot, we made sand castles and gossiped just like best friends would. She looks so fucking hot. It was a weekday and there was not much crowd on the way to the hills. Suddenly she shouted ouch and asked me to stopped the bike. I stopped and looked at her, she was bitten by some insect right at her lips and it was getting swollen. I never ever imagined these cliche’d things will happen in my life, but it did.I tried helping her out by squeezing and moving my hand all over her lips. It was making me horny and she was also enjoying it. This continued for sometime, then we came back to our.