Then, I came up with an idea spurred by one of my most recurring fantasies. I felt a jolt of electricity shoot up my arm. She smiled down at me before taking her panties off and stepping so her feet were on either side of my head. You can touch me.” She put my other hand under her skirt on the opposite side and moved so we were pressed close together. We also had a few classes together in eighth grade.”
“So you do remember me.” Her smile caused butterflies to invade my insides. The flesh between her ribcage and her hip was by far the softest part I’d touched at that point. I lifted my hips to allow her to pull them down as she had intended. “Yeah?” I was just staring down at her. I turned back to Chanelle’s prone body on the floor, where she was clearly waiting for me.
