I like aggressive boys, so why won't I like aggressive girls like you" then I felt my panty was suddenly wet! As she stare in my eyes, she whispered, ...Come with me, I'll let you feel how much I like you". We went to her house, and up to her room. she dropped her bag and grabbed mine and dropped on top of her's. she whispered, "I always wanted to do this" she held my face gently, and kissed me on the lips. It felt like heaven, a chill, went down on my spine, I removed her hands, and told her. "I am Instinct and your business knocks on my door. Your war breaks these rocks underfoot and draws nearer to my home. Leave or regret it". At the same moment they both answered "no". This war is a foolish thing and I will not suffer it. I offer peace for the second and last time." This time however they did not answer with words... They attacked and in his rage my father accidentally destroyed the twelfth rock himself. The fool's got their fighters and started trying to break my father but for. Bill had another drink with his friend and afterwards the two men headed home. During the drive home, Bill could not help but show his enthusiasm as the men shared the car ride. The following evening was New Year’s Day. The irony was not completely lost on Bill as he readied himself for his date with Ann. New year, new start. How appropriate. As he finished getting ready and headed over to pick up Ann, Bill’s head started to flood with thought’s of doubt. He wondered if he would ever really. Jaren then carefully slid my panties down and added them to the forgotten mess of clothes on the floor. He boldly ran his hand over my vag and then unexpectedly placed a rough finger into my warm folds, caressing my most sensitive of places and not even knowing it. My breath staggered and a quiet groan escaped my lips. Our eyes met and he held my gaze as he began to rub and explore me, delving down into my wetness and, judging by me expressions, discovering what places felt the best to touch..