I see you have something wrong with your right eye. Have you been in a fight here already?’ Mark took back his driver’s license before replying wi...h another explanation that was smooth from its repetition, ‘It’s a genetic condition called Heterochromia. Three quarters of my iris is brown, and the rest is blue. All of the men in my family have it.’ He hesitated before continuing, ‘I don’t get in fights anymore since I quit drinking. It’s been two years, seven months, and… 12 days. It’s not easy,. I climbed on the bed and lay beside her. I reached over with my hand tofeel her snake hidden in her panties. It felt as good as always - I hadforgotten how big it was - when fully hard it was an ass stretching bigfat 10 inches of hard meat!I started to read to Cleo my new story tropical paradise. It was afantasy about when I stopped on a tropical island for a week and met herand 3 of her friends who turned me into their total slut. (See my otherstories at Fictionmania.tv to read this). As I. Shinju admitted a few kisses had been exchanged and there might have been a little tit grabbing, but she was resolved to let Pat make the first move. Since she invariably slept nude and snuggled up close to her bed partner to sleep, the sexual tension was getting thick enough to need an axe to breakthrough. Shinju said she had just the axe. She promised to hold off on making things interesting until after we go back home, but it was going to be a near thing.Our return started right off with a. We're staring at each other. For a moment, neither of us has anything to say and then you remember that you have a voice. "Hey!" the greeting I might've offered is lost in the hug you pull me into, my face crushed against your bony chest. I don't mind in the slightest and inhale the scent I've missed so much. We stand like that for several moments, smiling and giggling like the school children I mill about with for the majority of my day. I wouldn't consider myself one of them. Though I have no.