I looked up, thinking maybe you didn't feel well. You were looking at me, and little tears were gathering in your eyes and rolling away down your chee...ks."Christine, what is it? Whats the matter?" I reached across our little table where we ate and studied together, taking your fingers in my hand. You started to cry and in between your sobs you told me why."I was reading and looked up to relieve my eyes and I thought to myself that the eyedoctors say that to help your eyes after too much close up. After seeing all this…I wrapped the towel over my hip and I ran to her room…and the door was completely in open….she was standing in front of the mirror. She felt my arrival but didn’t tell anything. Meenakshi….I called her. She turned towards me. I saw the lust in her eyes. But she didn’t show anything. Sorry….I told her. “After seeing your navel ….I became hot….sorry Meenakshi….I would have not dreamt about your navel…But…..” I struggled to speak. She was ground looking when I tell all this. It did look like she might be frenching him some but I couldn't really tell. Oh, well, boring if you ask me, I mean we already have all our clothes off.Then Marie pulled high card, came over to me and kissed me on the lips. I did stand up, at least, so when she was kissing me, we were pressed together, my cock pushing at her reminding her of its presence. My hands were down her backside pulling her hips into me as I also rubbed her butt some. I did get some tongue in the kiss and gave her some. But you’re different.’ Then she smiled. ‘I don’t know… I was expecting my little Ken to run up here, ready to toss baseball or something. Not this…’ I nodded. ‘You cut your hair.’ She reached up and ran her fingers through my hair gently. ‘Still golden from the sun, I see.’ I couldn’t help staring at her. Her voice was still Scarlet. Everything about her screamed Scarlet. I felt like no time had passed, yet I couldn’t help telling myself that 6 years had passed and nothing was the same. ‘Do.