When they finally arrived to their home base they decided to swing by a bar and have dinner. They flirted and finally she asked him if that following ...riday he would like to have dinner at her place. He happily accepted the offer and they went their separate ways. Friday finally had come and Sarah was becoming anxious. She wanted everything to be perfect. After months and months of little loving interaction she wanted her and his desires to be fulfilled. He had told her he likes role play so. , I've known you for what, eight or nine years now," he said. "When you were in middle school, you came to my camp. When you got to high school, I expected you to quit coming. But you showed up your freshman and sophomore years. By the time you were a junior, you were the top-rated quarterback in the country. And you came to my camp. When I got your application before your senior year — you'd already committed to play football at Notre Dame and you were coming to my camp. But every year, I saw. So I just smile, turning to let him see my profile, and relax into him. He puts his hands on my hips and gently guides them to sync with his own. His touch doesn't have the jaded roughness of some guys, nor the awkward hesitance of others. It's just confident enough. He brushes his lips and nose against the nape of my neck and I feel the stubble on his jaw, the luxurious sensation of skin against skin.We continue like that for what seems like a while, then we turn to face one another. I'm still. It was perfect. There wasn't a cloud in the sky to break up the deep azure canopy overhead. The lush vegetation of mid June was still green from the heavy spring rain. The sun felt wonderfully warm on our skin, and the birds chirped gaily all around us as we went hand in hand along a foot path we'd found leading down from the rolling hills of the area.The further along we went, the narrower footpath grew until it ended at the beginning of a shallow wash. The slope of the ground became steeper.