“I can’t believe another girl has never gotten you into bed,” Ashley says boldly, drink in her hand, legs crossed. Emily giggles, looking away.�...�I don’t know, I just… really love men,” Emily says, eyes meeting mine across the room. I smile at her.“Well, you’re incredibly beautiful, Emily.” Ashley has done this before. The eye contact, the compliments, and alluring voice. Emily is responding to her, attracted to her confidence.“Oh please, you’re far more beautiful,” my girl insists.“You’re. I knew instantly from her reaction and body language that she had a submissive streak and was mine for the taking; the answer to my pervert's prayers. My dominant and over sexed nature moved in for the kill, and that first night we bared our souls to each other and found a terrific chemistry. Within a week, we got a flat by the beach, something we had both dreamed of. Once we started living together, we discovered that besides the mind blowing sex, we were a harmonious and well matched. A short denim mini-skirt that ended about 4 inches above her knees gave me a good glimpse of her shapely legs and milky thighs. She was definitely not a model, and never would be. But she was one of those girls whose sense of fashion , her girl next door looks made Ashley a very pretty, desirable and fuckable girl. She could see that I was wearing headphones, so she gestured me to take off my headphones and approach her. I had never really had a conversation with Ashley, nor did we go to the. "Is something bothering you Tina?" I asked, evident that she was 'off' tonight.She mumbled a quick response, "no, everything's fine. I'm just thinking about things."I didn't press her for more information for the rest of the drive home as I figured she would tell me what's on her mind when she was ready.Once we were home, instead of falling into bed and having passionate sex like we normally do, she instead asked, "look Carl, I'm not feeling well tonight, do you mind if we watch a movie.