“It’s like you read my mind.” she said, laughing as she sat on her plush couch. XXX we met and sat at that same table, stacks of our favorite books around us. We walked down the streets of Chicago, talking and chatting on the way. We sat at that table all night talking about literature; our favorite authors, things we had written about, paintings, and all the other finer things the world had to offer. I pulled her belt off and she pulled mine off, she unzipped my pants and I hers. “Yea, I remember,” I started, the hypnosis she put over me fading. I tried to read my book, but this time I couldn’t pry my eyes from her. Still sitting up I puled her panties off and she sat up, and pulled mine down to my knees, whihc i was more or less standing on.
