He then asked me if I was okay for him to try, I said ‘yes’, and so he pushed into me, really slowly, stopping, letting me feel comfortable each s...ep of the way and, er, then we fucked. The end.“Well, not quite the end as after he’d fucked me I got to fuck him. The end. Again.”“Jim that sounds so perfect. And you and he... ?”I shook my head. “His parents moved a couple of years later, so we had one more summer where we had a lot of sex, but after that nothing more. Oh, I still get Christmas. ‘I know,’ he said. ‘I understand.’ ‘You always did,’ she said, smiling at him. He dried his eyes and smiled back then. ‘Besides,’ she said. ‘Look at me, Charlie. I’m old.’ He touched her cheek. ‘You’re still the most beautiful woman God ever made.’ She smiled and shook her head. ‘Just hold me,’ she said. He held her for a while, and he talked of how he had said, when they began again, that it was enough for him that they were friends. She smiled and snuggled close. ‘And we are,’ she. She remembered the voice and no one she passed talked like that.In her second class, when she had sat down at her desk, she felt paper brush the top of her knees. Reaching under she pulled out a folded piece of paper that had been taped under the desk with a single piece of tape. The paper had her name on it. It read:“Your eyes are beautiful. You don’t smile much, but I hope to make you smile myself. Please smile for me until I can touch your lips with mine – S”Amanda knew it had to be from. "thanks for the drink by the way, it was rude of me not to say thanks sooner." She smiled. "No worries hun. You know, I think I can help you out, make your trip a little bit better." I looked at her without speaking. Her eyes were hazel and she had on just the right amount of shadow to make them pop. And a vey subtle lipstick that made her lips look just a little wet. Very nice. I felt my dick begin stiffen."So how can you help me?" I asked. She replied "If you'll walk me to my room, I can help.