Sam was nervous? How could my best friend be nervous? From the moment I had met her she was a bundle of confidence and a girl that seemed to know just...about everything.She and I were about the same height. She had a slender build (no baby fat), blond hair and piercing green eyes. What did she have to worry about? I wanted to think before I spoke further (and got in deeper). A couple of minutes went by and I gathered my thoughts together and said to Sam, "Today is the only time you will get to. They kissed and then kissed again. "I tried to get rid of tobacco breath," she said."It's hardly noticeable." Loren kissed her lips again. He ran his hand along her back and her buttocks. "I think you have a sexy tummy." Really? This?" She pinched the skin on her abdomen."Really." Loren turned down the covers. He sat on the bed with his back against the headboard and spread his legs. Abrielle snuggled her back against his chest.He kissed and nuzzled the base of her neck, looking down on her. I stood quickly and strolled past the door into the cool night air, fumbling for the condom with my left hand while singling out my car keys with the right. This was almost too easy. After a few tense moments, she came to my side and, tucking her arm securely in my own, I escorted her to the family sedan parked on the dark side of the lot. As she eased into the passenger side of the car, I planted my fist firmly on her right jawbone, temporarily ending her awareness. The look on her stunned. . errr, you know?” “Yes Hazel, I was masturbating listening to you masturbate. Is that so strange?” Now it was Hazel’s turn to smile. “Yes Mike,” she said, “actually it is. What you didn’t know was that I was thinking about you while I was doing it and you were doing the same thing just the thickness of that wall away. That is strange.” As she spoke, she nodded across at the wall that divided her bedroom from my lounge.Now it was my turn to look shocked. “You were thinking about me while you.