I started off gently, then took her over to the couch, lay her down, and pushed my finger in deeper and harder. She moaned and reached down to rub my ...dick. I pulled her panties down, took my pants off and as I was about to thrust myself in her she stopped me. "Come on now," she panted pushing me on the couch and straddling me. "I'm not a lay on my back kinda girl." She slowly sat down on my dick, allowing me to feel every inch of her as she did. "Well at least not the first time," she smiled,. . Wait a minute... are you serious? You've had a crush on me?"'I still do Marilyn. It started with your being so nice to me when I moved in and how you look and all the chats we've had and well, everything.'With a confused expression on her face, she replied, "How I Iook?"'Yes, how you look. It's... well, you're a lovely... how should I say... your... your body... your figure... you're a good looking woman Marilyn. What man wouldn't have a crush on you?'"Oh come on. You're kidding right?"'No. The dance floorsare identical. The booths look similar. But every now and then, there isa nice new wrinkle, maybe a new way of serving chicken fingers and coldbeer.And so Monica and I had wound up here like all the other gawkers. No bignews there. Friday night was our night to go out and people watch, tomeasure our weirdness against everyone else's. We tried to show up early,before the big rush, so we could get a table without spending half of thenight waiting in line.Hello. My name Sam Royal.. As it was more than two hours past midnight, not as late by Buenos Aires habits as I would have the opportunity to learn later, Maria and Susana took her car and drove me to my hotel.Maria de las Mercedes would go to her friend's house the next morning and begin the psychological work. I would stay on the sidelines while waiting for the results. I met with both Maria and Susana in a luxurious establishment for tea ten days later. It was almost the end of July. The news wasn't good; Sofia.