Slowly opening and shutting it behind me. The house was completely silent. I looked down the hall and saw her bedroom door slightly open. The moon was...nearly full illuminating the house with its light. My stomach turned in a knot as I quietly approached her room. I got to the door and took a deep breath. Knowing well that as soon as I crossed that line there was no going back. I was shaking, eager, nervous, scared, but it wasn't enough to stop me. I slowly pushed the door open and slid. ? Yeah. Don was onthe neighborhood watch program and he was only doing his neighborly duty.That?s it! This wasn?t wrong. What if something was going wrong at Frank andConnie?s house? ? He only had a fewfeet to go before he reached the window. Don found it strange that the shadewasn?t pulled down. He had only a few more steps before he could see forhimself what sort of activities his neighbors were doing so often with theirguests. ? Don could seeshadows of at least two people in the room as he. I had to be misunderstanding. Stephen wasn’t into girls like me. Shaking, I finally opened my mouth, daring to look him in the eye when he looked up at me. ‘Sexually?’ His breath hissed out in half a laugh. ‘God, yes. In any way that you’ll let me, Rach! Hell, I’d settle for holding your hand.’ ‘Stephen…’ My eyes prickled but I kept talking, choking a little on a tightening throat. ‘You really want to be with me? Like, romantically?’ I was sniffling then, tears blurring the sight of his. She stared out the window and watched the moon rising over the Thames as it lapped the shores by her apartment. Her pussy was tingling – dripping wet. Porn never did do it for Sherelle and masturbation wouldn’t satisfy her insatiable horniness tonight.There was nothing for it – Sherelle decided, she had to go out cruising. She stepped out onto the balcony. The pubs below by the river were humming as they always did.‘Get changed and go out!’ Sherelle said to herself, ‘it’s the only thing for it’.