A guy was smoking opposite me, and he turned round to say hello. He spoke English to me immediately. Was I that obvious?‘Hey. First time here?’‘...h.. yeah… first time in a cinema too!’‘You’ll like it. I’ll see you later’He seemed confident of this. He was a handsome guy about 60 years old, with a shaved head and a slight beer-gut. He was wearing jeans with a button-fly, and it was obvious he was either a big guy down there or a bit aroused. He put out his cigarette, winked at me and headed off.I. You don’t treat me like some two-dimensional object. You’re funny. Need I go on?’ ‘You blow me away, Lelanni. I think you know how I feel about you.’ ‘Well, why don’t you tell me?’ ‘Lelanni, these last six months have meant the world to me. I mean, we’re friends, yeah, but you’ve always been the most beautiful woman, ummm, person, I’ve ever known, inside and out.’ ‘I know you hate the word ‘sweet’, but those were the sweetest words I’ve heard in some time.’ As she stepped closer to me, my body. She was good looking and really good sexy figure. However she dressed well, not exposing much of her beauty. We had a balcony which was almost common, meaning we could go the others balcony. There weren’t any other apartments on that end, so it was kind of secluded. She used to wear a nighty at home. It was enough transparent that I could catch a good view of her figure. I used to get an almost hard one the moment I see her, anybody would. She was a very decent woman. Though she was alone,. As a matter of fact she had always been taken into the grip of indescribable erotic pleasures whenever she had these nightmares. Was she going crazy? Could it be possible that all this was in her mind? Then how could she explain the sloppy condition between her legs at this very moment? The wetness there was not only her own. She was sure of that. The smell on her fingers when she dipped them between her cunt lips was unmistakable. After all she had often smelled the characteristic scent of the.