The lush feel of her body — her legs, her waist, her torso, her abdomen, her arms and shoulders, her back. The subtle fragrance of her perfume mixed with the pungent aroma of sex. I’ll never forget the way her hair tickled my face as she leaned forward so I could caress her ample breasts and suck on her nipples. And the sounds — the sound of her breasts gently slapping together as she bounced up and down on me, the faint squishy sounds emanating from where our two bodies were joined, and the moans and groans from the both of us as we breathtakingly climax. We made love twice more that night, and I fell asleep with Danielle nestled securely in my arms, feeling more relaxed and contented than I had in a long time. We had meshed together perfectly like the transmission gears in a well-built German automobile — how could something that felt so right possibly be wrong? However, the next morning I felt rather guilty about what had transpired, and Danielle could tell. She confessed that. She had trouble with the math but it wasn’t from her disinterest; it seemed that she was just slow to taking in new concepts. But she sure did love new concepts. Even if she didn’t understand what the teacher was fully saying in the front of the class, the way she looked, I knew she could understand the potential that knowledge had. She would be a true genius if her brain just clicked things together a bit quicker. I stood in the lunch line alone that day as I had always done previously. I wished Montana didn’t pack her lunch every day. For the first third of the lunch period, we were separated because of that. Sitting down at the table in the corner against the wall Montana had found us, I immediately heard her question me about how it went the last night. “I screwed everything up. He’s so confused about how he feels about me and I just told him to stop it. I basically yelled at him. It’s never going to happen now.” Montana looked saddened. I always felt that she actually did.
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