A few months back Phil would have expected finding himself naked and lying underneath a beautiful, voluptuous and above all naked blonde girl to have ...provoked a range of strong emotions. Most of them would have been the obvious ones, but he wouldn't have been too surprised if a little fear or apprehension entered the mix. Back then he'd still been a virgin, so a few worries were understandable.Worries, yes. Even some fear. But complete outright terror?No, he wouldn't have expected to feel. " Sounds like you have things well in hand," Mr. Lodge noted.Little that he knew is exactly what Ronnie was looking for in her future boyfriend. She was in search of a stud. Somebody willing to fuck her brains out, for she had a lot of catching up to do with her other girlfriends. And she wanted to waste no time dawdling over it.Veronica returned to her bedroom and headed straight for her walk-in closet. As always, every school day, she had to decide what to wear. Being the snobbish rich girl. Hand in hand, I feel protected, your loving arms keeping me from harm. When you put your arms around me, I feel like I am home. Now I'm left, cold and alone, do you even care? Ages seem to pass without you here, the raindrops on the glass, like rivulets of my pain. The sun begins to set, the rain clouds turning golden, a cruel taunt when I remember how many beautiful evenings we had watched them together. At the end you start to think about the beginning. It had been so good for so long. I. She is wearing jeans and a navy blue sleeveless top. Her chestnut hair, rich and lustrous as ever, hangs halfway down her back.Her bare white arms, which are liberally spotted with small moles, move industriously, scrubbing each plate, placing it noisily in the rack before repeating the action with another piece of crockery or cutlery.I feel my erection straining against the fabric of my trousers.I imagine Sharon in hot pants and flimsy revealing top with thigh length black leather boots plying.