" I don't need anything from you, Van. Fuck off!" This is special stuff, Julie. And I'll give it to you for free." Yeah, right." It's true, Julie. I f...eel bad about the last time I was here. I want to make it up to you."Julie was about to scream at him again, when she saw a piece of paper begin to slide under the ill fitting door."I've got a couple presents for you baby. Here's the first one," said Van as the 8 by 10 inch paper slid to the floor at Julie's feet.At first she couldn't make out. I slowly drew her closer, and gently tugged at the tag on one shoulder, which fell off, revealing her now aroused breast with her erect nipple. Mesmerised, I bent my head forward and took her nipple in my mouth. I flicked at it with my tongue, with the nipple inside my mouth. Her lips parted. With my other hand, I moved her panty aside and began to stroke her. She raised her hands and ran them through her long hair. The sight of her had me aroused and I wanted her. Lowering her hands, she. I wanted so badly to kiss her neck.I felt her stir just a little and wondered if I should stop. I stayed still for what seemed an eternity but was probably only a moment before I pushed my face back into her hair. Again her fragrance was like an aphrodisiac.Then her hand moved onto mine and I felt my hand placed on her tit. She held it there. I started to pull away but she held me and pressed my hand onto her large firm tit. I was ready to panic but then I felt her move her back so that she was. It’s his second marriage, so he has no social obligation to plan a big blow out, and I don’t want one.“It’ll be hard enough to leave home and become George’s wife. I don’t want to spend a million pounds on a wedding where everyone in attendance will remember George and Greta’s wedding and spend the night comparing the ceremonies and receptions.“Please don’t hate me, Terry. I couldn’t live with it if you did.” Her face was a mixture of fear and tears.There was no way I could let her go without.