" It's OK, Carol. I think we all have some scars that pop up now and then. I really enjoyed talking with you last night, and I would really like to co...ntinue. What do you say?" She said yes, and they set a time for him to pick her up.Jeanine enjoyed a precious chance to act like the mother of a teenager that day, as Carol definitely reverted back to those years in her excitement. She felt awful about the comment she had made to him, and made a decision that stunned Jeanine. When Ryan rang the. . She gasped and turned, the pleasure heaving inside her, growing with each breath, with each flickering movement of his lips and tongue. He rolled onto his back and she settled eagerly over his face, felt his hands rise over her slick flesh to her breasts. She stooped and kissed the head of his cock, conscious that this icy body was melting into her. She ran her lips and tongue over the bulging helmet, trailed spit along its thick shaft, moaning as he played with her erect, sensitive. "Do you want to talk about the other night?" I mumbled."This is the first time you've spoken to me in two days. You want to talk about the other night? How about starting with, 'Hey, sorry I haven't talked to you in TWO DAYS!'" I am sorry," I said. I had to level with her. "I'm so fucking nervous, I can't tell you." What do you think about me? Especially when you just stop talking to me. I'm going out of my mind. I'm thinking, 'OK. He hates me. I made the biggest mistake of all time. He's going. I went to the computer and opened an account with one of the largest adult hook-up sites. I stayed up till after two in the morning looking at ads and trying to get up my nerve to answer one or more of them.The next morning my husband was up and six and off to work by seven. I stayed in bed till nine. When I got up I stood in front of my mirror and looked at myself. Twenty –two years old, five foot one inch and natural strawberry blond hair that I kept cut to right about my chin. My tits were.