.. talking." Mila said holding my hand as she led me out."Well talk somewhere else okay?" He said as he locked the door."So should we go back to mine ...r yours?" I asked."I'm about a 15 minute drive away. What about you?" Mila answered."About 5 give or take a minute." I replied."So we'll fuck at yours! " Mila smiled, putting a stick of gum into her mouth."You want anything to eat?" I asked her."No. I'm still full from all those burgers." Mila replied."Did you drive here?" I asked."The parking. Some portions will be a consolidated view, particularly when we had no significant difference of perception or the events were less personally emotional.In reviewing our almost decade of dallying, we have outlined about a dozen key phases and some individual incidents which were significant and would present what we think will be entertaining and hopefully arousing reading. We also think that in putting to paper our story, we will discover more about each other and we will become even closer. I nudged my friend and pointed out; (with my eyes and a head bob) that she had the top of her shirt unbuttoned and open far enough down we could see her tits while she leaned over the mirror. After a nice show, I asked her if she had put a bra on when she got ready for work that night.As she came up from her line; sniffing and holding her head back she giggled and described to us that Jen (B.F.) would come up behind her at the desk in the back and put her hands up Bridgette’s shirt and rub her. Slowly removing each item you are wearing…and as I remove each piece…my hands roam over that part of your body…softly exploring it…wanting to know your body as a blind man would…feeling each curve…hill…valley…memorizing it with my fingers…burning the feelings deep into my mind… After I have removed all of your clothes, I hand you a glass of the chilled wine…but before you can drink from it…I dip a fingertip into it…then run that finger along my lips…and lean in to kiss you yet again…softly…my.