This time he used it as an excuse to move his hand up my leg. It felt so good that I had trouble staying still. Now that he realised I didnt mind it. ...e began moving his hand up and down my leg slowly and gently. My skin was so delicate after the shaving that it shivered every time he moved. Luckily, he didnt go any further up than my thigh otherwise he wouldve got a big surprise. I rested my head on his shoulder before gathering myself once again and shuffling away from him. The day went on. So, poor Sally had spent the night crying, beating her pillow and eventually ending up at my door the following day."That's so horrible Sally, I'm so sorry," I felt genuinely terrible for her and more than a little guilty about my master plan! Luckily I never wrote it down anywhere so there was never any chance of her finding out.(Burn this after reading)Sally had finished her second glass of wine by the time she'd explained everything and her eyelids seemed to be getting heavy. Her head had. Livy, you can come over right after practice and we’ll still have a chance to go over the Constitutional Government notes. And I need help on my AP Human Geography retake. I seem to recall some people owing me assistance from last year.”“I think that’s a great idea,” I said. “And I’ll help on your project any way you’d like.”“The only problem with that is our study sessions ... Well, it’s the only time of the week that Jacob and I get to ... you know...” Desi was blushing.“No one’s going to. ”“It wasn’t me, although if I could catch you, I might try.”“You naughty man. I’m going to have to keep my eye on you.”“Might as well, I’ve got mine on you.” We both smiled and went back to cooking. We had been teasing and being, generally, fun loving adults with each other for months.She had been living across the street for about a year, about a month after she moved in I had waved at her when getting the mail after work one day. We exchanged the normal pleasantries and parted ways. A few.