Flustered, Daisy nodded her head in acknowledgment of his request. She could do that, plan a nice, small wedding quickly. Now she had to break it to h...er parents. They were in for a surprise. ‘Okay, Jake. Give me two weeks and everything will be ready…’ Unexpectedly, Daisy rose up onto her toes and initiated a kiss for the first time. This time, Daisy took what she wanted. Moments later, Daisy ended the kiss as abruptly as she had started it. Licking her lips, she patted Jake on the face and. For long and long they'd had a silent romance, never actuallyspeaking of it, let alone acting on it. And now, she was leaving for Europe.Chances were that they were not likely to see each other again. Certainly they would speakto each other on occasion. But, as it is with most friends separated by longdistances, time and life would come between them. Sure, they would probably seeeach other a time or two in the ensuing years. In time, however, they wouldhave nothing to talk about but old times. I guess I'd just blanked out that evening, and sat there in front of my desk drinking Scotch, with the report's incriminating pictures splayed out there in front of me. Fortunately the next day was Saturday and I didn't have to work. My job as a diesel mechanic required a lot of focus and concentration that I couldn't have mustered in my condition. Actually what had awakened me was Shelby telling me, I needed to get up and into the shower. I staggered into the bathroom, and showered and shaved,. That I only knew for less than a week. On her bed. The bottom bunk of a bunk bed. Oh my goodness. Back and forth. My organ was pushing and pulling from a tight, soaking socket. A pocket between legs. A vagina. Ashley Coyer’s vagina.“Like the anticipation of you about to force me into making out with you even though your mouth is still coated in my little sister’s cum.”I was close. Her words were drowning in a pool of a million stimulants. The penetration of her. Seeing her naked.