.." followed by an address I've never been to, but I recognise the part of the city; it's one I pass through every day on my way to work.By now, my co...k is beginning to respond to this teasing and I realise I'll have to make my excuses and leave. I plead an early start, leave the bar, hail a taxi, and heart pumping, I sit back and compose a reply. "On my way..."When the cab drops me off, I'm in a little cul de sac of thirties bungalows, with their identical front gardens and wrought iron gates.. I hoped this year would be different. The first day in and this happens.Rose came in front of me to talk.Rose: I just want to thank you for standing up for me back there.Me: Of course, we’re friends, we’re supposed to help each other!Rose: You surprise me, I didn’t think you would get involved. I mean why would you? I’m a nerd and Abigail is so popular and good looking.Me: First off. You’re not a nerd, and even if you were that’s not a bad thing. Secondly. It’s not right for her to do that, not. You reach out pulling her to you and kiss her. She returns the kiss while rubbing her hands on his back holding him to her. She backs up to the sink. He lifts her up on the sink still kissing her. She moves her hands to his and slowly moves his to her legs. She slightly opens her legs and slowly moves his hands between her thighs. He leans in and slides his tongue into her mouth while feeling the soft skin of her thighs. Slowly massaging them up and down gradually getting higher till he feels. Adorned with shiny gold chains and studs, the slick and shiny black micro-mini stretched tightly across Rachel’s firm thighs and delectable derriere. Side slits over each muscular thigh allowed the lace tops of her silk stockings to flash in and out of view as she walked. Encased in sexy fishnet hose, her long, shapely leg muscles, ripped and strong from hours in the gym, tensed and flexed as she clicked effortlessly across the room on her strappy platform pumps. She loved the new red stilettos.