(This story has no sex in it, and therefore may not meet the stricter requirements for this group -- if graphic is what you want, rent "Debbie does Dallas" and hit 'n' now.(This story has no sex in it, and therefore may not meet the stricter requirements for this group -- if graphic is what you want, rent "Debbie does Dallas" and hit 'n' now. *grin*) "Hope." At the sound of his voice, I visibly relaxed. He was the only one I could trust this much -- and even this, this was almost too much. "Hope. Just relax. I won't do anything to hurt you." Inside, I chuckled at the cliche', and decided to just once relax and not worry so damned much. He couldn't hurt me -- he cares about me -- he would never hurt me, right? "Ready?" Trembling with indecision, I nodded and released a breath I hadn't thought I had been holding. He was my friend, it was okay, he promised... - - - I stood there, just looking at Hope, just taking in all of her. She was one of the most attractive women I had ever met, and not just physically. It was friendship on first sight -- not as bad as it seems, for I was the only one she trusted this much right now. I reveled in it. My hand reached up almost of its own accord and gently drew my fingers down across her eyelids, causing her to shut her beautiful blue eyes. A slight tremor went through her lithe body as she stood before me, her feet shoulder-width apart and adorned in cute socks, a pair of tight jeans, a loose-fitting blouse, and that gorgeous hair. |