I leaned forward and kissed the top of her breasts. I worked my way to the nipples. I licked at them."Use your teeth," she said.I pulled a nipple into... my mouth and tugged at it gently with my teeth. I pinched the other one."Yes," she whispered.Any shyness about the bizarre situation seemed to be forgotten. I cupped her soft ass and squeezed roughly as bit each of her nipples. She threw her head back and squealed with delight."I need you in me," she said. "Fuck me now." What do you want?" I. ”“Whom?” She could never persuade Lance, maybe his best friend could be a good example. “I’ll answer your question if you promise to never tell Lance -- never tell anyone.”“I swear!” However silly her suggestion, it would at least end this conversation.“Me. I’m not a girl who deserves to have the experience about her. I have the bed and the other requirements. Back seats and blankets on the ground are possible, but comfort is better. And, I have the experience. You think you know all about it,. Her hands on me anchored my soul to my flesh at the same time her kiss set my spirit off in flickering sparks, her nails drawing crimson lines across my back in a rich tapestry of her need. My hands ran greedily over every curve and crevice wanting desperately to hold all of her at once. I reluctantly pulled my mouth from hers and planted open-mouthed kisses down her neck and passed her torso where I found a mouth that I could kiss deeply enough to satisfy my need. With each descending kiss I. I'm mostly just angry at the inconvenience.At the same time, nothing seems to be that different.I take a quick shower and change into a black long sleeve shirt and somegray jeans. I have the proper women's underwear, it's weird how my clothessimply mirror what I had. And for every pair of boxers I had I have a pairof panties with the same design and a matching bra. I guess they decided tokeep things simple. None of my clothing looked exciting or girly, nothinglow cut, no skirts or dresses. I.