Dillon nodded at her and she came over and stroked and rubbed Buddy's face. "You're an educated man aren't you Dillon? I mean with the poetry quotes a...nd all, I'm sure you had more schooling than most." I guess you could call me educated. VMI did teach more than just battle tactics." He smiled and admitted, "I developed a fondness for poetry. It's sort of a strange way of relaxing for a young man planning on being a cavalry officer." Dillon looked at Elizabeth in the lamp light and again felt. E she was eighteen.She was tall fair and slim with small boobs.Actually farheen and I along with other members used to play since I was young s.One day we were playing hide& seek .So farheen caught me and we both ran in to her house.there were nobody in her house.she just caught hold of my penis& asked how i felt. I felt pleasent and she told not to complain it to any body.This continued for many days sometimes when farheen went to tour I used to rub my penis to wall ,In this way my penis was. We usually save the living room for the vicar, or my husband's boss when he stops by. Why don't you grab the tray so we don't have to come back up for another. Follow me," she said, picking up the two glasses and leading me through the house. Their den was a very large room, furnished expensively yet comfortably with a leather sectional in front of a massive television screen on one wall. Several lamps provided the only light, although I made out a pool table and some exercise equipment in the. I had held her and savoured her scent. I had innocently kissed her cheek, and I had memorized the sweet taste of her skin. A friend's skin.I held her once, and felt her heart beat against my body, and I felt my own heart beat, and I had memorized the rhythm of that percussion, and the rhythm of her breath. In my mind's eye, I could still feel her. But she is not with me now. And it was not supposed to happen that way. I get up from the computer. I walk quietly to an empty room, close the door.