Her bed creaked, and Nick imagined he felt her climbing into his bed, moving her smooth young body against his, but the light turned out, and in the d...arkness he heard her pulling back the covers on her own bed. She was quiet, breathing regularly, deeply. And when he was certain she must be asleep, Nick slowly, quietly, stroked his dick until he came, wiping away his cum with a corner of the sheet, and almost immediately falling asleep. The Second Day When Nick woke the next morning, Brynn was. Before she'd met Charisma, Tiffany had enjoyed living alone. She likedbeing independent; she enjoyed coming and going as she pleased,whenever she liked, to do whatever she wanted without having to answerto anyone. Now that she'd met Charisma, though, that was all changing.She found herself not only alone but lonely. Her apartment, her job,her sculpting, her travels, her nights out with the girls, even heroccasional romantic trysts with guys (or girls)--none of these things,none of these. "Thank you," she said. "I'm sure Mister Rourke and I can manage a quiet chat between ourselves quite well. After all, I did invite him."With that the black woman turned and left, leaving Stephen an even harder stare as she exited.A rush of excitement filled Stephen as he looked at the many images of the star on the wall. They covered a career spanning more than four decades, all the way back to her first role in 1953 when she was 17. He remembered the movie well, having seen it more than a half. ‘Come on now, Claire.’ His voice was teasing. ‘You know you want to tell me how how you’d get for me on our dates…..’ he leaned forward and kissed my cheek, I let out a gasp as his kisses moved down to my neck. He still knew where my sweet spots were. ‘Come on Claire…tell me how you’d get so turned on….but would make me take you home, leaving me with a gigantic hard on……one that you had caused.’ His kisses went over my bare shoulders. I breathed deeply, his kisses were bringing back memories.