"Yes, I realize that, and he does too, now," I said. "I jacked him up against the locker and made him admit to all the guys it was a lie, and I told h...m if he asked you out again I was going to break his arms."She eased off and I was allowed to roll back over on my side. She was looking at me with a new sense of appreciation and humbleness. "Thanks I, I appreciate that."We lay quietly for a moment, no longer wrestling or grinding our crotches together, but still with our legs wrapped around. The sense of danger and sexual thrill mounted. She grinned foolishly, mouthed the words “Thank You” to him and ducked into her balcony. She heard a suppressed roar come from the man next door as she disappeared, and imagined an answering slurpy moan from the woman. The sound of them finishing made her even wetter. She felt embarrassed but thrilled for being caught looking and for seeing how he had loved what his woman was doing, and how he loved her watching him. She wanted to go back and. You are not an ogre or monster of some kind. I find you to be likeable but as for an explanation, I can't give you any valid reason." Ready to order?" Tim asked as the waitress came forward.Emma nodded. "I'll have a shrimp cocktail for an appetizer, the salad with ranch dressing, a ladies cut of filet mignon medium rare, a twice baked potato," she smiled, returning her menu to the waiter."The same for me except I'll take the bigger cut. Just baked potato with butter, no sour cream. And a bottle. Despite being a redhead, her tan was golden and nearly complete but she had, of course, a galaxy of freckles across the bridge of her nose and the swell of her chest ... Only her bulging mons and her big nipples were still pale, and she had been working on those most mornings. She kicked the ebbing water idly with her bare feet and dodged a few bigger-than-usual surges from the calm Atlantic, bobbling her high breasts in the process of hopping away and getting wet up to her knees. Colleges were.