Now, with more skin exposed, he spent more time watching us in the mirror whilst kissing me, excited by our joint reflection. With a simple click of t...he fingers the clasp on my skirt was free, and a further wiggle of the hips meant it joined my blouse on the floor. Unable even to manage the most perfunctory kisses at my neck, he simply stopped and drank in the image before us in the mirror.Pressing my bum back against his erection, I smiled and looked his reflection straight in the eye. I could. My boyfriend said he had a very special birthday present for me, so we went to his house. There he carried out a well executed seduction. I was more than a bit reluctant, but I was in love with him, so eventually his gentle persistence won me over. He was kind, persistent, sweet, romantic, gentle, and persistent and respectful of my feelings and eventually my resistance fell away. I couldn’t resist anymore. He had mentioned to me a few times that he had an urge to make love to me, but that he. I still want, no need this.I glance at the clock, 1045 am, plenty of time to get to our rendezvous. I debate jerking off to your photos just to take the edge off, but decide against it. I pull out of my driveway and head towards the statue.The statue commemorates Lewis and Clarke and blah, blah... its Northwest of Harlem and I55. The trails are way better maintained than when I was a teen and close to both of us. I feel real good inside even though I haven't strayed in the last eleven years.... “You’ll probably be upset with me for calling but as soon as I found out where you are I just couldn’t help myself. This is...” her mind went blank; she couldn’t remember her own name.Unable to believe what he was hearing he blurted, “Aggie?” He would have felt stupid if he were wrong, but he too had been hoping.“Y ... yes this is Aggie.”He was stunned. There was a pregnant silence during which neither one could find words. “Agatha Wilcox, AGGIE,” Bart finally said it with a sound of discovery.