"What are you doing up at this time?" "I had to go to the bathroom, what the hell are you doing with the door open?" She didn't say anything. I was go...ing to wake up Jimmy to see if I could get a ride home, as I felt quite awkward. She pulled my arm away from the door. "What do you want?" "What do you mean?" "I mean to keep your mouth shut about all this." I looked down at her pussy as it dripped onto the floor. She noticed my facial expression and began taking off her shirt. I became nervous. She wondered if she could ask the hairdresser to get them for her. Perhaps that might spring her alibi.When Steven emerged she gave him the list and then blushed and looked at the floor."What's the matter, Becca?" he asked gently."Um," she said shyly without looking up. "When I told you my period was due next week I meant it and I, um, need some, er, sanitary towels. Would it be all right if I asked the hairdresser to get them for me?"Steven put a finger under her chin and raised it so that she. I know it helps you sleep to give you head.And yet your fingers stroke me oh, so steady.And now they're pressing up into my bodyI squeeze them with my cunt to show my pleasureYes, use me slowly, take me at your leisure.I want to stay half-sleeping while you're naughty.What luxury if I can rest and dreamWhile your hard manhood bathes me in your cream."~10."My ass?! And does the oily tightness of my frontNot bathe your cock in luscious perfumed heat?When you plunge it iron hard into my cunt,You'd. But this too met with her gentle, but unwavering refusal. As I was prepared to leave, feeling frustrated and defeated, she stood with me in the entry hall of her old downtown apartment and we shared a long smoldering kiss. As our lips parted I whispered one more time how desperately I needed to make love with her, taste her, lick her. She lay her head on my shoulder and sighed sadly. "You have shown me more love and gentleness than any man I've known, more than I've deserved, and I wish I could.