Three solid days of vodka, rye, beer and shooters will do that to a person, though. You see, on that Tuesday evening, I had caught my boyfriend with a...nother man, in my own bed, and once I’d yelled at him and kicked them both out, I’d sought some solace at the bottom of a few bottles. In any case, I’d been sitting at the bar of a local greasy-spoon diner, nursing my headache with a cup of coffee, when Trevor had come over and sat beside me. He’d looked a bit like an angel, silhouetted as he was. Prompting a gulp, Lew saw her legs wrapped withdark stockings and ending with high heels. Next to her, one of her hands(sporting orange nails) clutching hard a mini-purse. He leaned in andblew some air onto one of her high cheeks."Mmm, oh my.... oh my who are you?" The young woman suddenly woke up. "Ohmy, I am sorry, I just saw you there....and you are alright?" Lewresponded quickly. She got up, and grabbing her purse, then spoke up,"Oh, I see then..... yeah I was running most of the day and. I found out later that was the first time she ever kissed a boy. It was tentative and yet so sweet. We pulled back, look at each other and then kissed again. This time it was deeper - more passionate. We fell back on the sand as our mouths opened to each other. I tasted her tongue. I felt her body rubbing against mine as if it were doing so without her even thinking about it. Her legs opened and I slid my leg in between them. Soon, I was rubbing my still-clothed cock against her thigh. Her arms. I put my hand to my mouth and uttered a small cough to let her know I was there. “I saw you standing there five minutes ago, kitten. What's up?” She looked at me as I sheepishly walked in. She set the book aside and covered her amazing boobs with her arm.“Why were you standing there spying on me?”“I wasn't spying. I was just getting up the nerve to ask you a question.”“Okay, what's the question? Come sit.” She patted the side of the bed scooting over to let me sit. I had brought my own.