It was the physical cupping of her now exposed nipple and her nicely curved breast that led to her shameful suggestion that he might give “equal tim...e” to its twin still sitting in relative isolation inside her peasant blouse. Of course, one thing led to another, and poor Millicent allowed her body to be explored by the randy farmer like a new field being prepared for ploughing.The thought of his hard tool cutting through her final line of defense drove Millicent to slide down onto the fluffy. “Please come with me to Florida.” “We’ve talked about this, Kyle. I can’t move to Florida. Not right now. Not until I finish school.” “In two years,” he says, sighing. “I can wait two years…but can you?” “I can’t exclusively date you long distance, Kyle. I just can’t do that. It’s too much pressure on both of us, and I wouldn’t do that to you. If I can’t be there with you to satisfy your needs on a regular basis, I can’t ask you to…go without,” I say. “It’s not that difficult to go without,”. “Yeah… So, you like skanky guys,” he then inquired.“Fuck, yeah,” I lustfully replied.“That’s my boy,” Trev countered, before asking, “So, what’s your name?”“Matthew,” I responded.“I’m Trevor, but everyone calls me Trev,” he informed me. “Well Matt, let’s lie down for a while, so your mouth can fully recover,” Trev then suggested.After we got on the bunk, Trev became very chatty. The information that followed, however, had its ups and downs.Trev told me that he lived in a flatlet on an old. Long dark tresses softly framed her face and blended into the robe around her shoulders; the slight waves of her hair moved with the rhythm of her body and her music. Her eyes focused inward, not seeing what was in front of her but gazing at a score in her mind. Lost in her own world, she was engrossed by the dancing lines of black notes. He stepped closer still outside the boundary of the light and watched those hands, sensuously caress the notes, the light touch of her fingers seductively.