He came to her and took her in his arms.She leaned into him and felt, something, safe maybe, secure. She thought back to her man overseas. She was nev...er able to get him to want to be the provider he could have been. The one thing that she needed from her man, her used to be man, was to feel secure, and she never had. And now that lack, that weakness, had ended them. More’s the pity, she thought.She felt the man graze her breasts with his hand and she shivered.Her own hand rested almost absently. On a certain day, Alexander, one of the boys in our group, invited everybody to his birthday. He lived near my house and, as Micaela didn't know the way to get there, but she offered to give me a ride so I'd show her. We had made plans to meet at a specific place so Micaela would pick me up. Definitely, there was something witch mark a difference: while she owned the last model, brand new car, I had to ride in public transportation. Looked like if we definitely belonged to a different. ”“That makes sense. I was just making sure you weren’t trying to get me in your bed.”“No, I have that part of my life under control. Do you want some food or drink before we walk over to the concert?”“Do you mind if we go to some bars closer to the arena? Hotels just don’t feel like a place to party or start to party.”We walked to a bar within sight of the door and did a few shots, had a few beers, and had some food before we walked over. As I led her around back she asked, “Are we going to. I looked at her with sheer joy and amazement.She looked straight at me with her beautiful blue-green eyes and I suddenly became excited at the very thought of her beautiful breasts in my mouth. Francine had approached me from behind as I was filling up my glass; I could feel her fingers in my hair.I wanted to invite her back in the shower with me, but wasn't sure she would.We faced each other as the warm water ran down both our bodies. I loved the way the water moved from her hardened.