If the answers don't match, someone will be in a great amount of trouble. Is that understood?"Emma nodded, but Jill told her to speak up. "Yes, I unde...stand." I assume that you have actually had actual sex with him and that you were not just laying there, naked, cuddling. Is that correct?" Yes." When was the first time?" I don't remember. One of the first nights that he was here." How often does it happen?" I don't know, four or five times, I guess, I don't keep track." Who started it?" I did.". He sat on the edge of her bed and watched as she slowly undressed. He saw her blouse come off her shoulders and watched as she neatly folded it before laying it on her dresser. His eyes followed her every movement as she turned her back to him and pushed her blue jeans down her hips, past her thighs and then stepped out of them before folding and placing them on top of the blouse.She took a breath and then faced him, letting him see her in her under garments before coming to sit beside him.. I was getting home late each night from work, my heartbeat fast in expectation, and I was disappointed every single time to find no sign of her. I was sure that she knew how my busy my days were; she always seemed to know everything about me. My sadness in those evenings was softened by trying to convince myself that she didn't want to tire and distract me from the important work we were doing. Now I was looking forward for the week-end. Late on Friday, after the workwas completed on time, my. I insert a dollar into the slot and start flipping through the movies. I always wait a few minutes hoping someone I am interested in walks by.After a few minutes I notice a guy looking into my booth. He slowly pushed open the door to get a better look. He was a little shorter than me (I am 6 feet tall) and a few years older (I am 38) but he looked good. I moved over a bit to allow him to come in. We made a few seconds of small talk before I started to touch the front of his pants. He wasn't.