You fall in love a thousand times. xxx All of a sudden, he wasn’t tired at all, instead his heart was hammering in his chest and his blood sang in his ears. It’s like starting to say your summer-camp goodbyes before you’ve even unpacked your duffel-bag. With a jolt, he realized that her bare breasts were pressed to his back. Her breathing became more regular and she tugged at the waistband of his boxers. Long, slow strokes, over his sack, over the skin between his balls and his thighs, over his perineum, tickling his ass as he’d tickled hers. At the door to his hotel—another stack of the ubiquitous capsules, these geared to visiting parents—they stopped. He turned back the sheets, then, standing facing into the cramped corner, took off his jeans and shoes and
