She didn't undress. The girls knew I took great joy in touching skin as I exposed it. Her hands opened my jeans as I touched her waist to trace the li...ne of her sweatpants around her body. Brianna had my cock out and the jeans at my ankles in a few seconds. She was always quick in taking off my clothes, it let her lie back and enjoy my touch.I loved her hips, their rounded curve as my palm traced them to push her sweatpants down. I liked Brianna naked when we had sex but the knowing, watching,. I mean, yeah, I know what I look like – pale skin (though not looking like I’m dead), black hair, steel gray eyes, relatively thin figure, decent clothes (consisting mainly of the black t-shirt with a Japanese character on it in red and a pair of jeans that I wore most often).My most distinctive feature? Probably the tattoo on my arm. I don’t really know what the symbols mean, but I’m always being told they mean “Resignation of Hope”. I suppose that’s what my name came from.Well, kind of. I. They returned to Brandon’s house, where his parents were watching tv. His mom greeted them with quite a large twinkle in her eye. He again felt like no matter what he did, she already knew all about it. At the same time, she was smiling, so she couldn't be disapproving too much. The two of them joined his parents, and they curled up on the love seat together, just enjoying the others’ presence.Chapter #3 - Mission UpdateThe next day, Jeannette picked up Brandon just after lunch. “So, I think it. Only yesterday she had received a message from an old friend. Natalie had been the quiet one at school but had unexpectedly made a great friend to Mia. A few months on and the annual visit to the museum was upon them and after getting lost in one dark corner, away from bored and strict eyes of their fellow peers and teachers, Mia and Natalie shared a precious yet unexpected kiss which, over the following year, behind closed doors, became more of an exploration of the same sex hidden by thin.