"Hey, you TALKING to me?" She didn't like it that way. Shrug theshoulders again. "HEY, you talking TO me?" Awful. Deeper voice. Shouldershrug. "Hey, Y...U talking to me?" Just wrong. She paused and thought, thentried again.Shoulder shrug. Slowly, disinterestedly, subtly, and perfectly:"Hey, you talking to Me?"CAUGHTThe lights in the room were suddenly on!"Yeah, we're talking to You, 'Alex'."Shocked, she turned and froze. Simon and David were standing in thedoorway. David whipped his cell phone. Then on a night the electricity was gone. I was then sitting beside her. We were talking and suddenly she entered her hand inside my pant. She holds my penis and it was really amazing. I was just senseless as she was playing with that. It got harder and also wetting. She was touching my penis cum with her finger also. She wanted to make me cum more. In a few seconds electricity came back. Then she removed her hand from my pant. In the next day, we met again. This time she was napping on her. Something none of our other significant others seemed to understand in the passed. Lawrence is a recovering meth addict, I had used every drug under the sun except for meth. We met at a time where we wanted to turn our lives around, be good for each other.It was around Christmas time that I found myself on a paid leave of absence from work and Lawrence had just moved out of his wife's place into mine,unemployed from his veterinary postition. What a disasterous combination of free time and. She took it out of her bag and read the message: “Okay Danielle I'll be there. If you want I will even things up so we are both showing? Luke X.” She replied back straight away: “Yes - I want to see you naked big boy! I saw the bulge in your shorts earlier XxX.” Her phone beeped again, almost instantly: “Well watching you rubbing your lush tits earlier got me so hard, my cock nearly burst out of my shorts! see you soon! X.” She smiled, then calmly and confidently passed me the phone across.