So I got over to Jill’s with a 20 minute drive and I was excited and nervous. It took her a long time to open the door. She looked great, but also shy, nervous and I think, embarrassed? She let me in politely. It felt awkward. Offering me something to drink I watched her walk as we went to the kitchen for coffee. It made desire fly and my balls tingle. She began to bring up our fairly quick relationship, but before she could get far, I asked her if she wanted to slow down, or maybe even put an end to it? (Please no no no) She was surprised that I was thinking such things. (Thank you) She put her soft warm hand to my face and kissed me. She smiled sweetly. “What I was going to say is I want us to slow own a little, yes, but god that was so intense and you were so patient and loving that I definitely want to continue…In private of course.” I stood from the stool at the breakfast bar and pulled her to me, my hands on her slender waist. We kissed warmly for a minute when she said into my arm, “And my b*** is a little sore.” I leaned back to see her. She looked at me almost childlike. I don’t know why but she smirked wryly. It was cute to the point that I smiled, and then she laughed, and we laughed in each others arms.