..maybe you can even teachme to love myself."For a moment, she just absorbed what I'd said. She trembled a bit,then looked me in the eye. I saw, and... felt, a tenderness there. Notlove, not yet. But there was a longing and a hope that was everythingI could have asked for. Our lips found each other and we weresuddenly embracing. We must have stayed like that for minutes -- ourtongues probing each other's mouth, feeling everything from bothsides. Our hands wandered up and down each other's. We haven’t made a single bit of progress due to the past lustful weeks of having sex all the time. After a while, we finished our project, and we started kissing and touching each other’s bodies. Luckily her parents were chill for having me in her room since they knew me as her good friend for quite a while. We sat together really close, holding hands, and talked about some unexplored fantasies of each other.Asmita – Ronak, babe, I’m getting so horny thinking about it.Me –. So he unloaded his rifle, slung it over his shoulder, and walked to the armory.H cleared his throat and said to the base armorer sergeant Dave Daniels "Dave my scope mount fell off of my rifle, when it fell off, the mount, the rings and the scope where damaged can you fix it please." Then he handed the scope mount to Dave.He took it into the back room of the armory and a little while later he came back to the front area of the armory with bad news really bad news. "Patrick the mount the rings. Both of them were coughing. The bedsheets were tangled around Mrs. M's cast, preventing him from getting her off the bed. As quickly and gently as I could, I unwrapped the sheets and freed the cast. Once the cast was loose from the sheets it only took Mr. M. a moment to get her into the wheelchair."Thanks, Champ!" Mr. M shouted between coughs. "Let's get out of here!" Sounds good to me!" I replied. Returning to my hands and knees, I shouted to him that the air closer to the floor was easier to.