However, she had always thought of them as out of her limits.As the time went by, Carla and Linda had started talking more, until they became true fri...ends. They had pretty much the same kind of humor, they could talk for hours, they had a very easygoing friendship.And then the inevitable happened: Carla developed a crush on Linda Parker.She never acted on it, of course. She knew that Linda was straight, and she didn't want to ruin the friendship. In fact, she thought that fucking Linda would. "He's breathing," said Sadey. "He just passed out." Maybe he's in a coma." Give it time, Sheila," said Sadey, doing her best to salve her best friend's worries.His relaxed face moved into a smile. "Do comatose patients smile?" asked SHE."How would I know? I've had an old man die on me, but no comas." Really? That must have freaked you out." It was one of the few times I wanted out of the business because I spent ten minutes erasing myself from the place, even cleaning off his still hard dick so. I sleep many times already.Now the conversation starts.Me: ok I will sleep in the next room.Kuruvi: no it her ( her) room.You can sleep here it is king size bedWith a wicked smile.I am sure that it was a wicked one.I am damn sureMe: no then I will sleep in the hall because I might lose control.Kuruvi: no if you does so you get your ass teared with a laughter ( I think she thought it as joke).Ok I am going for bath and make yourself comfortable.Me: ok and I just made a mokka joke which is not. The morning had been undoubtedly the best time of my life, however, and I wasn’t about to let her know that I had high expectations for the afternoon and evening as well. “This has been the most spectacular mornings I have ever shared with anyone…thank you so much,” I replied with lust heavy on my voice, “I hope to see you at dinner.” “What? Your going?” she said with obvious dismay, “I was hoping…I mean…I thought…that maybe…you know…that we could have a quiet afternoon in my room.” Relief and.