She knew exactly what I was asking, and again she said,"Soon, my lovely." I didn't understand why she is calling me her lovely, but it was turning me ...on as much as my touching. My hard nipples were on fire under my fingers. I couldn't help saying, "please."She smiled and pressed my left hand gently onto my tit again and gently pushed my right hand downward. Ohhhh, would she let me touch my pussy now? Her hand directed mine back and forth, slowly working down my stomach. I was going crazy. Now. In the old days u had to leave your house and goto the nearest adult bookstore. It was seedy and dimly lit and raw and a****listic. It was common to sneak into a film booth w/a bag full of coins and feed them into the machine. You would be afraid to touch anything for fear of putting your hand in someone else's semen. But then, in front of you, the little film screen flickers and comes to life. The vision of beauty is you, Lilith. So curvaceous and sexy. Beautiful eyes that just pull you in by. David shook himself awake as he lost the dream of Cindy Lou. Looking out into the darkness he could see dots of light in the yards of the ranch houses they were passing. There is nothing so lonesome feeling as a single speck of light almost swallowed by the obscurity that can almost lose you there on the wide prairie. He rubbed his eyes, scratched his two day growth, and curled up on the seat. Soon the swaying of the bus put him back to sleep. In the morning they pulled into at a combination. ‘I was just getting worried you wouldn’t show,’ He said as he got up with a smile and started walking down the hill. He laid down on the grass and looked up to me. I roughly set my self beside him. I had fallen a few days before and it was difficult for me to sit down. We laid together, talking about nothing and everything while looking up to the clouds. He had rolled onto his side and was admiring my beautiful green/hazel/blue/brown eyes. He smiled at me. ‘ I like the way you are looking at.