“Afraid that if anything happened…like if you said no or heaven forbid you said yes and things don’t work that I would end up losing you. I mea...n, you were…are my best friend. You complete me in ways that I never thought a person can. I couldn’t take the chance.”“So…you did wanted to at one point?” she asks.“I did,” I reply.She rolls over and gives me a kiss on the cheek. It feels really nice. She stays huddled next to me.“Truth or dare?” I ask her.“Umm…dare!” she responds.“I dare you not. I reluctantly turned and walked back the math building and got out my Algebra assignment as I sat down in the room. The prof collected them and then did a quick review of what was to be covered on the first test, also on Wednesday. He then went ahead with new stuff and gave us an assignment due Monday before letting us go.I knew the following few days would be hectic as I also had a computer programming test on Thursday, the major poem to write, assignments and two games to play. It was time to. We became friends, he borrowed my DVDs and stuffOne weekend around Easter I'd arranged to pick up a film from his - I'd had a really naughty morning, getting myself off in the shower with the shower head and fingering my pussy so that it was all swollen and juicy. I'd shaved my pussy lips clean and I was feeling nasty.I got ready to go to his, I put on a very short skirt, intending to put on boots and thick tights, but I got distracted by my fishnet hold ups in the draw. I slid them onto my. Of course I remembered New Year’s Eve.“I wasn’t thinking of our midnight dance,” he said, “I was thinking of you dancing with Fred when the singer told us it was midnight in New Orleans and we should celebrate that too.”Fred is one of the guys we play golf with at the club. He got divorced last year and we invited him to join us for the New Year’s Eve celebrations. I was in Fred’s arms at New Year’s in New Orleans time. , and he kissed me. Or maybe, to be honest, I should say we kissed. It was.