Further afield, the bookcases, those beautifully imposing bastions of stored knowledge, were as before, the only difference in their outlook being a s...mall chaise lounge positioned at a slight angle from their base. Gone were the utilitarian, if comfortable, client’s seating, replaced by a foursome of deep-sided leather club chairs that had been arranged into the remaining space in a relaxed elliptical formation and, combined with the dulcet softness of bluesy jazz and diffused lighting, the. There were about 8 girls and 5 guys in there from what I remember. I don't remember any of the girls being especially good looking, but I was too mad at my mom to be turned on anyway. I sat there as we picked up people and every seat but the one next to mine filled. When we picked up the last person it turned out to be a girl of 18, two years older than myself. She was amazingly thin, you could see her hip bones because she was wearing one of those shirts that stops above the belly button and. Trying to think my way into the bedroom, I remembered the door. I fumbled with the lock for a moment, my keys shaky in my hands. At last, the door swung open and I dragged him inside by the front of his shirt. He knocked the door closed behind him with his boot, his hands gripping at my waist, spinning me to face him, his fingers wrapping around to press hard and demanding into my ass. I gripped back, suddenly frustrated at his clothes. I pulled his shirt off over his head, revealing the. Damn, he thought warmly to himself, I don’t even mind that she’s still calling me by that stupid nickname – Joshie. Wild Sex in the late Afternoon A vision of loveliness, she swept through the door of Josh’s apartment a few minutes later. A moment later, she was in Josh’s arms. He tasted her delicate warm fragrant lips, so warm and moist against his hungry mouth. The two of them clung together, feasting passionately on each other’s mouth. ‘Oh, Josh…I’ve miss you so much. Will you forgive me.