." she groaned as her inner muscles clamped on his fingers, pulsing, milking at them in time to the spasms of her release.As she subsided in the seat,...her warm juices trickling down her thigh to stain the upholstery, she drew back, loked deeply into his eyes and said, as she placed one cool hand on his cheek, "I hope it's not too far to your place? And I hope you don't have a roommate... ?" Not far at all -- I do have a roommate, but he's out of town for the rest of the week. Is anyone. I got in a couple of good licks before he was able to get up and run out the door. Brenda sat up on the bed and screamed. I told her to get her ass out of my bed and get the fuck out. She grabbed a robe and ran out, afraid I was going to hit her next. I went to the closet and started throwing out anything that belonged to her. After the first couple of handfuls of clothes went out the door, she screamed for me to stop. The neighbors were coming out to see what the commotion was. She asked for. " Then kiss me," he said and closed the slight distance between us. I bent down a little and closed my eyes as his lips brushed against mine and suddenly my arms were around him and I was kissing back as hard as I could. I heard a moan and realized it was me as I forced my tongue past his lips and into his mouth searching for his. I felt his arms go around me and little lights began to fire off behind my eyes; I heard that moan again.Seconds, minutes, hours later I pulled back slightly to. This. I'm sorry. I know we have a good thing together, but it would end up tearing us to pieces, and I don't want that."Forgive me. I just don't think – well, I know – this is not me. And I don't want it to become me. I don't want to be defined by any of this, or worry about how you will be damaged by something I did, or said, or what designer made my dress. I'm not cut out to be any nearer the center than the fringe, and that's where I'm happy."Now, before I cry, kiss me really good, and tell.