I paused and talked to myself one more time before finally knocking three times on the door.I was ready to rap again when the door opened and there he... stood. It was really he. I had doubted it right up until this moment but it was really he. A little grayer, a lot thinner but it was really he. It had been five years, 3 months and 21 days since he had driven away to an interview. It had been that long since I had last spoken to him or touched him or heard his voice. But it was really him. My dick was now rock hard and thrust out waiting for action. I could stop looking at her great legs and short, short dress. She walked around me. My head followed her instinctively, and her hand flew up and struck my other cheek. "Face forward!" she snapped. Once she had made a complete circle of me, she told me to sit on a chair that was stood in front of the balcony doors. It had been a hot day and the cool breeze was refreshing. The pool outside was deserted at that time of night, but anyone. He was over 200 yards away, but I didn't think that we had a choice.Both of us set for automatic and aimed at our personal target. Abi was to fire first, and I was to shoot as quickly as possible right after her. We both fired a burst of four shots. Abi's range was close enough that I wasn't worried about bullet penetration for her, and she proved me right. Three red splotches appeared on her target's chest, and we could right off that man.On the other hand, my target did not show a single sign. We enter my bedroom and my mind is a fog. You lean down and kiss me. “Just you” echoes in my head. I feel my robe fall to the floor as your arms envelope me. I reach up to remove your shirt and your arms leave me. Our embrace is broken as we pull your shirt over your head.You look at me and smile. I am before you with nothing more to hide. I feel the touts of self-consciousness filling me. “Do you like what you see?” wonders through my head.You lower your lips to mine once again and I.