.I think I’m in love with you, and I think I have been for a very long time.” I felt a single tear drop roll down my cheek and he lightly kissed ...it away while holding the sides of my face. He continued to kiss my neck and jaw as he slipped off my blouse to expose my breasts enclosed within my lacey black bra. He slid his fingers up my body sending tingles to my pussy and raising all the little hairs on my arms. He drew me close to my body as he began to take off my bra. I could feel him. It was a small bus that had seats for 22 people but there were only 12 on the bus and with Matt and one more stop the total number of people on the bus was 15. They stopped at all the famous historical places he read about in the history books. Old Ironsides, North Church, and the Bunker Hill Monument were some of the highlights. They even stopped for a little while at Harvard University.Next morning Matt regretted that he had walked the almost 300 steps to get to the top of the Bunker Hill. The liquid heating as it reaches my stomach, giving me warmth from the inside out. The cold I feel deep inside my soul dissipates into the warmth growing with every sip of the delicious bubbles. The effects of the alcohol slowly taking away the harsh edge of reality as my minds floats into a word of desire and bliss. A world full of confidence, vivacious remarks, erotic conversation. A world where being me is acceptable, my wicked thoughts seen as ‘normal’, where I feel I belong. My eyes close. When I had the house rebuilt, I had multiple showerheads installed. Oneof these was low on the shower wall. I got into the shower, washing myhair first. I then washed the rest of me. Of course, I couldn't help butstroke my cock with wet, soapy hands. I brought it to a full erection,then I aimed the low shower head at my clit and pussy, I stroked my nowhard cock with a soapy hand and with the other, I played with my breastsand nipples. This was real intense. I felt like I was going intooverload..