“I like your room.”
“Thanks, I just had it done.” She was silent for a moment, then looked away from me. She undressed herself, unbuttoning her blouse and sliding out of her flowing white skirt. Her wetness increased, and I drank whatever she gave me. The store she led me into had a colorful and relaxed theme to it. It’s a bit of an addiction.” I joined her in a laughing fit. I was thankful that it was dark in the theatre; in broad daylight my nervousness would have been so much more apparent. I wasn’t sure if I could give her this much pleasure, but at that moment I didn’t care. “Where did you learn to do that?” I asked, panting. “Can I?” I asked, my voice no more than a whisper. Seconds later my own bra fell off of my body, revealing my larger chest.
