She scratches the long, chipped, blue-varnished nails of her right hand through the strands of her burgundy hair, brushing it down over her shoulder. ...With two fingers, she traces the shape of her thin, cracked lips, and then – drawing these wide open – examines the well-formed, clean, white teeth and the red, slightly inflamed gums. She traces the tip of her tongue over the sharp edges of her incisors and grins. Her large, clear, hazel eyes swivel from side to side at her command and she. I told her that I felt that regular checkups were very important for good health... both physical and psychological, and that she should have at least a quick one before bed.I told her to sit up straight and smile like she'd just seen the cutest boy she'd ever seen. When someone is in trance, their face tends to go slack, because they have almost no awareness of themselves at all, except to the degree that they are instructed to do so. As she smiled, her entire face lit up, and I couldn't. I found it hard to believe she was in my bed, that this perfect teenage angel was my lover. I loved desiring her. I loved how much she made me ache. My erection stiffened and slowly found the valley of her closed thighs. It was hard to believe I could be this lucky, have such a beautiful girl as my lover. It was hard to fully comprehend how much I loved her. I couldn't articulate it to myself. My arms tightened around her slender body slightly. She was mine and I was never going to let her. DJ had again now lowered her legs flat onto the grass. We were constantly whispering to each other, and I confirmed to her that the guy was still sneaking glances every few seconds, obviously hoping he'd see more. DJ has developed a bit of a code phrase over the years...and to be honest it terrifies me! This is because when she says it I know she's going to do something pretty blatant. "Watch this" she said....and after checking carefully that no-one else was looking our way or walking past,.