We watched a couple more movies in silence until it was really late and we had to go to bed. It was sort of a small bed but I guessed we could both ho...ld. I asked for the corner to the wall and I jumped in. She attacked me with a pillow and a fight to the death began. At one point we threw the pillows away and were just wrestling. I got too rough and I heard a rip. I had torn the strap of her top and when she stood up one of her boobs was in full view. She made no attempt to cover it up instead. They were so catty in high school and even college, I chose male company instead. I find this grown woman to be different though. Amber is very expressive and easily shares her life experiences with me. I feel comfortable sharing my struggles with her. She listens, you know. Really listens. And I find this a very attractive trait. Every day she asks me to apply her sunscreen. As the days pass, I find myself wanting to spend more time rubbing her breasts. Her subtle sounds urge me on. We often. He couldn't see more than a shadowy silhouette, but could tell from her voice that she was young, perhaps a student at the university. Her perfume carried—a vanilla musk, cloying and sweet. "Go on, please." "I have committed sins of—What d'ya call it? Oh, yeah—impurity with myself. A few days ago, see, my friend Gina told me about this site...That's the Internet, y'know?" "Yes, my child. I am familiar with it." What a refreshing combination of worldliness and naiveté. "M'kay. Anyways," she. It was like time stood still and all there was, was Julie. "Ive wanted you for so long, but didnt ever think I could have you," Julie managed to say. "Where is this going to go though we cant let anyone know whats going on and how would we hide it from the family," I said coming down from the euphoria. "Lets take it one day at a time, and today I want you to have my body,"she answered. With that I layed her down on my bed and we made out for what seemed like hours. But the sexual tension was.