’ Then we kissed softly and then it began to build into a deep passionate kiss. ‘Master every time I think about it I get wet and want you back in...ide me. I want you to make love to me my Master, my Love, my life’ She said as she began rubbing her hard nipples against my shirt. ‘Cindy, Oh my delicious Cindy do you really know how much and how deeply I love you?’ ‘Yes Master, because I love you the same. I feel like my life would be over if I didn’t have you. I have only given my love to one. We tried a few more times and got better at it – a lot better! By the time that fuck was over we’d been kissing a lot, figured out what to do with our noses and, he showed me how to French kiss. That really got me hotter than hell! When he coupled petting and kissing – I wanted fucked and I wanted it bad! My father was straight and strict; we both received our share of discipline and, sometimes it was needed. I remember a few times that neither of us could sit comfortably for a few days, those. “Not a lot,” George responded, “Why?” I told George about my Office computer product always freezing up. “If you want,” George said, “I can take a look at it.” I told George I’d drop my laptop off at his office and he could take the weekend to look at it. I offered to pay him, but George said he wouldn’t take any money to help me out. “You can always pay me back later,” he said as he smiled and proffered a wink in my direction. “We’ll work something out.” I had written a few sexy stories and. We dances too slow songs. And the slower they got the closer we got. ---there is no rose this time---you said into my ear --but there is something between us---I answered as I pushed my pelvis closer to you and felt how your penis was getting hard. --there is a method by which we may be able to get it out of the way—and with this your hand came down to my ass and pushed gently closer to you. --and may I ask what this method is?— --you may, but it involves us going out to the garden and into.