Tall and nicely plump, well in proportion to her height.She had nice taste in clothes too -she was wearing a pair of the boots Ibought the other day i...n the shop. Maybe this was my chance to get lucky.I arrived at her place that evening as instructed. I was close to runningaway as soon as I knocked on the door, but something kept me there. Thedoor opened but she was behind it so there was just her hallway in view."Come in, sweetie."I entered and heard the door shut and lock behind me. Then I. "She exclaimed, not yet fully understanding her situation. "That's good to know," he said smiling sonically, moving his hands around her hips. "But those aren't the lips I'm really interested in." With that he started pulling down her pants, bringing her panties along with it. "noo, you basted, Please no, no, no, no" She exclaimed in horror clenching her legs together, trying to keep him from taking her pants off. Alas she could not keep them on as the material slipped through her knees with. He hadn’t meant to, had he? It was as if some sort of external force controlled it. Adam shivered. It was as though a hot poker had been placed on his thigh. His whole body was tingling at the contact. Did Guy feel the same? Was his friend’s cock beginning to lengthen, just like his own? What the hell was happening? For a while, neither spoke. Only the sound of their heavy breathing filled the otherwise empty air as they sipped their Cognac. Both of them jerked and then remained still. Neither. Hi Roger.’ She was holding a Counting Crows CD. Roger hated them. He often marveled at how they were total opposites. They had absolutely nothing in common. For all that though, she had a great ass. ‘Hi, Teresa.’ Neither of them really had much to say. They were mere acquaintances, and not even friendly ones at that. ‘So,’ Teresa began, ‘is Amber around?’ Roger shook his head. ‘She stayed home. I think she’s feeling sick.’ ‘Ah.’ Roger was amazed. No sarcastic comment had exited her lips. Maybe.