I got up slowly brought her to the bed and made her lie down. She lied down, looked at me and said “That felt really great.” I wanted to know what... it was and so asked her “Was that your urine?” She said “Cha.. That’s not urine. I’m not too sure what it exactly is but it I have read somewhere that such fluids flow out when women have an orgasm.”I then sensually put my arms around her, with my hands behind her shoulders and my legs around her legs and kissed her cheeks her neck and slowly slided. I looked and saw another email. I opened this email on my phone. It was from Aston. Aston asked if I wanted to chat with him. I replied immediately that I wanted to wait on the chatting until I knew him better. I also told him how much I liked the picture he had sent. I told him he met my expectations one hundred percent. Our emails went back and forth for a couple of hours before we stopped. I was intrigued with Aston and if he asked to meet, I would agree. The next day I received a two more. Still, it's nice to hear of an independent business doing well. So, are you going to be naked for tomorrow's soccer game?" Almost, I get to wear cleats and an athletic cup, for safety and stuff." If you're not going to be wearing a shirt, how can they tell what team you're on?" Dunno, guess they'll just have to remember the naked guy is playing for Clymer." What happens if there's a program participant on the other team?" We're playing Intercourse, they don't have the program over there, guess. It wasn't that she was too proud to; on the contrary, she survived that first winter on the charity of those who offered her food and lodging when she had none, but this was different and she knew it.Sara took a deep breath and then got up off her bed. She walked over to her closet with a look of resolution and she picked out the best outfit she had before drawing a bath. Tonight she was going to face her fears, her new friends and hopefully change her destiny. Like any other woman, she.