That’s until I started to chat up Miranda online. It sort of started like just a friendly exchange talking about our interests and so on. But we gre... to know each other and even to like each other and perhaps a bit more, because ‘love’ is a strong word to use for a couple who haven’t met. But that is how Miranda, after just six months felt about me. We’d exchanged photographs as you do but had not got around to arranging a meet. I had a feeling she was holding something back although I trusted. " Ann, I'm sorry that I..." I'm glad that you asked. It was time to stop reliving it every day and being afraid that those two men would find me some day. I feel as if a weight has been lifted from my chest and I can start living a normal life again."She reached up and kissed him on the cheek, "Thank you again for holding me. I forgot how nice it was to be held."She turned and walked up the stairs to the sleeping loft. She was exhausted and climbed into bed with her clothes on and she was. He got out of the car and walked over me. I saw him looking around, as if he was looking for a security camera. But I was sure there were no cameras there…He then grabbed my waist and kissed me hard. I ran my fingers through his grey hair while we sucked on each other tongue. I broke the kissing and put one stiletto on the front bumper; I then pushed him down by his shoulders. He did not resist as he went to his knees in front of me.“Suck on my clit…” I just whispered, grabbing his hair.He. All girls have it. We have the pussy remember. It’s called pussy power.” Jill burst out laughing. Sal laughed too but kept her hand on Jill’s knee. Jill looked down at it and then looked up at her. It had been a long time.’ Sara groaned loudly and moved her free hand back under the duvet and found her wet pussy again. ‘Sal slid closer and pushed her hand slowly along Jill’s leg, drawing back her skirt in the process. Jill looked down at it again and then looked up at her. Her touch felt.