Reaching over with my fingertip, it slowly outlines your cheek, and gently brushes through your hair as I revel in the touch of your hands upon my fle...h. Leaning down, I softly outline your lips with the tip of my tongue, very slowly, yet flinch back as you respond in turn, and a smile plays on my lips as I hear you groan in frustration. Again my tongue slowly flicks over your bottom lip and then I gently nibble on it, hearing you gasp, and I allow my body to relax, melting into the contours of. ”“Tory?” I asked.“Yes; how did you know?”“Just a guess. Our conservatives are often like that in the US as well.”“Why did we pass the hotel?” she asked.“Because you haven’t decided what to do. I know there’s a shop not far from here and I thought you might like an ice lolly.”She laughed, “Now who’s treating who like a kid? Or do you just want to see what it looks like when I put it in my mouth and suck on it?”I laughed hard, “I seriously had not thought about it that way!”“Right,” she. Curtains of maroon blood velvet hung in front of the windows drawn close for privacy. The rest of the rooms had same basics of reds, silvers, and Victorians art to give the whole condo a dreamy romantic wonderland feel. Donas hands landed on water melon cream soda as she opened her refrigerator then reaching for a bag of dark red cherries. Going to her sink she washed them under flowing stream of water falling from her faucet. Popping open the bottle she poured the cream soda in to a tall glass. That was it! I couldn’t take another moment of those heart-wrenching sounds, but I wasn’t about to give them any signal that I was home. I brought my key up to the lock, opened the door, and closed it behind me without making a sound. As I approached the bedroom door the sound of my girlfriend’s moans grew louder. It was too much, but I had to confirm the betrayal with my own eyes. I slowly, quietly opened the door to my bedroom. My brain couldn’t register what I was seeing. Sarah, the love of.