His kiss is much rougher, his stubble brushes against my cheek and lips. I understand then that all the kisses with boys I had before are like a c***d...'s smooch. My hands press against his chest while his arms embrace me. He grabs my ass, getting a handful of my butt-cheek, squeezing it and holding on to it, not like the random spank a boy might give me, it feels like he is appreciating it in some way. I moan. Like a slut. Like he could ask me to bend over for him right there and I would do it.. And last night was no exception. I never even used to cyber or even do phone sex until I met him. I knew he was special and I knew I had to meet. So here I am with a suitcase and a nervous condition, at least it feels that way. But now it was all becoming a reality. Those many nights when we stayed up till dawn talking about the things we wanted to do to each other was suddenly becoming real. He told me he would be waiting at the front door for me when I arrived and as I pulled up to the house,. " "I could tell that you looked burned out by everything that has been going on as soon as you came in. You need an escape to a simpler place. I know just the place. It's a very old fashioned town. Some of the residents can trace their roots back hundreds, no thousands of years. Their hospitality is legendary. They also have some of the finest Greek and Italian restaurants that you can find anywhere outside of the old country. Of course it's not all bliss, they do have a few shady characters. Leona watched all the couples dancing to the loud music and wondered if they were in fact dancing or just making love while standing up. ‘How in the heck do they do that?’ Leona asked Mandy with a laugh. ‘I’d kill myself if I tried that!’ She laughed again and wondered how it would feel having Dave rub himself against her like that. ‘Well,’ Mandy smiled with a red face. ‘It feels very good!’ She giggled and thought of the many times that she and Ken had danced the same exact way. ‘If you got.