"Oh my god, you like Led Zep?" she asks excitedly raising her hand into a high five. "Don't leave me hanging."As she smiles expectantly at me, I reali...se I need to ease up."Of course I like Led Zep," I grin."Oh my god, I've literally found the perfect boyfriend. We need to go to some gigs. That'll be so much fun!" You know I can play guitar, right?" Really?! No fucking way... you're like so hot right now."I smile, happy that she's happy. We have a shared interest, and she did agree to see us as. ‘Well,’ she said, cocking her head to the side as if in deep thought. ‘I guess I don’t like ugly guys.’ ‘Ouch!’ I said cringing. ‘That hurt.’ ‘Just kidding,’ she returned. ‘We almost did. Don’t you remember?’ ‘You mean…?’ ‘Yeah. Halloween. The night we met. I kind of wanted you.’ ‘Really?’ I asked as I scored another goal. ‘Yeah. After we danced you probably could have taken me home.’ Although I already knew everything she was telling me it was strange hearing her say it. The fact was that I. He was now kneeling between my open legs, running his hands up my hips and under my top, pulling it up as he went until I sat up and let him lift it over my head. He kissed my stomach and unbuttoned my skirt, pulling it over my hips. His gaze was intoxicating, making me succumb to his advances, leaving me lying in only my bra. He lay beside me, kissing me, kisses lingering and heated. I took great delight in undoing one button at a time, kissing my way down his chest to his stomach and the. Kim has been so willing, so confident, and so good. He never would have guessed there was something hurting her deep inside. He rubbed her thigh and leaned in kissing her. It made her feel safe and she liked that with him. She wanted to please him and fulfill his fantasizes and she was loving how he treated her. Kim was still horny even after telling that story and Harry rubbing her thigh was really getting her wet. It was late afternoon and Kim was buzzed from her drinks. The couch was wet.