I should be able to help her. She did call, but only to thank me for the help moving and that she would see me Monday morning.Our friendship grew slow...y over the next two months, we went to lunch often and talked about my work, but there always remained this barrier. It was an intangible thing that prevented Ratna and I from getting closer. But Ratna’s smile was a delight; her hair smelled like wildflowers, a hand full of breasts, she was so pretty… I wanted to take her to dinner, to a movie,. It lacked pubic hair, for starters. She was completely smooth and hairless. And then it also lacked a pussy. And it just had a little- big- something else to make up for that. Whatever. She knew herself, and she knew what she needed to do.She needed to go out into the world and enjoy herself. And she knew how to do that too- she knew what she enjoyed. She enjoyed, first and foremost, women. Yuri was a lesbian. She wanted the best women, and she wanted lifelong, romantic and sexual relationships. I waited, and if she saw me would say I was passing and stopped for a break. But the parking was among the trees on this side so I wasnt that visible. But when she returned, she seemed to linger, doing a few stretches while watching the mens room entrance. Seemed like she was acting odd to me. Finally she edged closer, until she was at the door, then slipped inside. My heart flipped. And the image of her hand on that strange cock excited me all over again. I quickly went to the doorway,. I kiss your pretty feet as I pound into your pussy. I caress your beautiful ass and reach around and play with your tits as I fuck you from behind. We play for hours. We snuggle and make out a little more afterward, cum and saliva and pussy-juice drying on our skin. We murmur words best forgotten. We touch, and we cling together, and we cry a little. We have two hours left. We know what comes last; the shower. You can’t have my scent on you, though it doesn’t matter so much going on to Atlanta.