During my drive home, I replay the days events, some good some bad. Making mental notes of the things I would need to do the next day, or changes that... would benefit incorporating into the company for time management and worker safety. Eventually my thoughts are drawn back to her. Those thoughts bring a smile to my own face. As the music plays in the background I recall times past, of how she held herself, how she spoke and the way her mind worked. Once at home, I rush through my daily chores so. Normally these intimate moments were a prelude to some intense lovemaking, but after his earlier activities with the Maliri girl, they were both content to just enjoy being with each other. It came as a surprise when Jade appeared behind the sofa, leaning over to give them each a kiss. They had been so engrossed with each other, they’d lost track of time, and hadn’t heard the door to the Bridge sliding open, or the Nymph padding through it.Jade had shifted into her natural form, and when she. We were almost to the back door when she started to slip on a patch of ice and went to reach out for somethi g and caught ahold of my hand, i held on and lifted her back up before she could realy hit the ground." thanks im so sorry look i got ur pants wet with the slush, it makes no sence, slush here ice there! i HATE winter!" i quickly let go of her hand. i get embarassed really easily and am very shy. finally we were in school, "later" was the last we spoke until the walk home. it was a warm. .." I think I can feel that...it does feel nice...can I take some more...whatabout a whole centimetre?" I don't know..." Oh please babe...you know I've always had this tiny little clit...I justwant to be able to feel it's there...please..." OK, go on, just for a few minutes" Oh I can feel it down there...look I'm pressing right against you as yougo in and out...um...babe...can I take some more...please say yes...please..." You'll be poking out next" I know! But I'd like to...please...it would.