I move my hand over to you, moving slowly across your belly. You look so sexy lying there on your back with your legs parted slightly under the thin...sheet. I slowly crawl under the covers, sliding down your leg smelling the scent of your body as I go. I reach out and pull your t-shirt up to your hips, exposing your sexy love box to me. I slowly start to kiss the tops of your thighs, softly and gently, tasting you. You moan softly but I can tell you are still sleeping for now. I. The kisses came fast and furious, and then one long, deep kiss that seemed to last an eternity. Their tongues met. Mitch opened his mouth a little wider. Suddenly, it was Tony’s turn again. He straddled Mitch, which was easy to do in the loose fitting skirt he was wearing. He wrapped his arms around Mitch’s neck and kissed him forcefully once more. As he did, he started gyrating his hips, grinding on Mitch’s lap. Mitch instinctively felt his hands grip Tony’s trim waist, feeling his slender. “No, dear, you slept right through lunch period. It’s nearly the end of the day and it’s time for you to go home.”Damn! I’d slept for hours! The nurse offered me a plastic cup filled with water and I sipped at it, trying to get the frog out of my throat.“You were out like a light as soon as your head hit the pillow. Have you not been sleeping well lately?”“I guess. I woke up about three this morning and couldn’t go back to sleep.” My voice was soft but at least the croak was gone. Damn. "Oh my," she said with a giggle at his apparent discomfort."I should have known. You're part of this aren't you. Is this some kindof practical joke, because it's not funny. I'm not a bride and you knowit. Let me go Missy," he said as he jerked hard against the restraintsone more time in frustration.Missy walked about the room. She was a "socialite deluxe" you might say,but Martin saw her as the phony and the gold digger she really was. Asocial status climber looking for a life of luxury and.