So he had just put the towel I had given to him on his chest. I knew that he will not have undergarment as he had given me all wet clothes including b...anian and brief. I smiled to myself. That moment I realized that this afternoon would be different for me. Something was bound to happen. I was already on heat even before his arrival.He was sitting sat on the cot and I brought hot tea. Both had tea which was refreshing in the rainy weather. He told that he has brought stitched blouse and asked me. Put on your shorts and then hold on to me when you stand. Just in case."The nurse released her. "That cut is not likely to be stressed, so I think you don't have to come back. Call me if it gets red, bleeds, or hurts for more than two days. I don't want to give you antibiotic pills if I don't have to. Oh, and no shower or bath until tomorrow. Take the bandage off then. If the stitches don't dissolve in a week, take them out with tweezers and cuticle scissors. You should not have a large. She was getting hotter and warmer with each step of mine, I can sense her warmness through her warm breaths and can see clearly in her eyes. I started rubbing her clit with my index finger and her pussy lips with my middle finger and other fingers. This triggered her and hit her like a thunder and she put her little and soft hands on my dick (which is bulging now and few drops of precum is on its head) and started stroking it vigorously while moaning and looking at me with her small but lustful. Sometimes we would go out with Paul and Sue, others, we'd go off on our own. The movies were good, as was a walk in the park, but it didn't matter, just being together was enough.On the spiritual side, our love life was blooming, on the more intimate side it was stalemate. Scott wasn't allowed to take girls to where he lived, and I doubted mum and dad would take too kindly to his sleeping with me at home. Being inventive, we found ways of relieving our frustrations, hands and fingers taking on.