Chapter 252

Laura was awakened about ten a.m. on Saturday morning by the phone. She had been drunk on sleep for hours, tangled in the same sheets where she and Dawn had fucked to exhaustion before she had taken Dawn home in time to be there when Robert arrived back from the ballgame.

She almost did not want to answer it. She had purposely not changed the sheets, even though they were a mess, because they were saturated with Dawn's odors-actually her own and Dawn's sweet, pungent, sexual odors all mingled together into a heady brew that caused a sort of constant background sexual arousal in her, even though she and Dawn had worn each other out-and her dreams had been, though not overtly sexual, still drenched in the warm, happy emotions they had inspired in each other.

Groggily, she fought up through her thick blankets of deep sleep, realizing in the back of her mind, fantasizing really, that it might be Dawn on the phone. She might have ducked out to call briefly, just to give Laura a warm, reminiscent morning greeting.

"Hello..." she half-croaked into the phone.

"Hi," Taneesha's voice said brightly, upbeat, incorrigibly cheerful. "I'm here. Like you said."

For a brief second Laura was disoriented. Like I said? Who is this? She stalled so long that Taneesha grew impatient.

"Is this Laura?"

"Oh. Yes." Laura shook her head and ran the fingers of one hand through her tousled hair, squinting at the bedside clock. "I'm sorry. Taneesha. Of course. I'm sorry... I was up late... watching a movie."

"With your 'date'?" Taneesha asked slyly, suggestively.

"Oh... yes. Look... where are you? I can come get you. Have you had breakfast yet?"

"Is your 'date' there?" Taneesha asked, probing, rude, but trying to appear artless and innocent.

"That's none of your business," Laura said, wearily. "I'll pick you up in fifteen minutes and take you somewhere special for breakfast."

"Okay. I'll be on the corner of Fourth and Townsend, outside the train station."

"See you in a few minutes."

Now Laura did change the sheets, and cast a quick eye around her apartment to see if there were any traces of Dawn. She had a pretty good idea that she and Taneesha were going to end up in bed here before the day was out, and the girl did display an unseemly curiosity about Laura's other girlfriends. Including 'Auntie Deshona, ' though that was veiled with innuendo. When things were tidy, she pulled on some jeans and a white shirt and drove to the Caltrain station to pick up Taneesha.

She was only partially prepared for what she saw when she got there. She had already fallen half in love with Taneesha's smooth, dark brown thighs and her delicious round bottom, and when she pulled up at the corner she could see that someone else was busy falling in love with them too. Taneesha was dressed in just about the shortest white shorts Laura had ever seen, so that most of her lower assets were completely visible. She was flirting with a handsome blond fellow, who, Laura could see, was very impressed by her legs, which he could barely stop looking at. Taneesha was scribbling something that Laura guessed was probably her phone number on a card for him.

She looked up when Laura honked lightly. The blond man looked faintly disappointed but smiled at Taneesha and pocketed the card she handed him. Taneesha pranced over to the curb and slid into the passenger seat of Laura's car, watching Laura's eyes on her legs.

"Hi," she smiled brightly. "What a nice guy!" She smiled out the window at him as Laura drove off, trying not to feel upstaged by this hunk. "So friendly. He has this awesome job. Like, he's an audio engineer at these rock concerts... and recording dates. Spends all his time traveling all over the place. I just gave him my number in Michigan so he can call me when he gets there."

Laura smiled sweetly. "That's nice. Well... breakfast?"

Taneesha was wearing a sleeveless magenta top to go with her shorts, and Laura noticed that her long dark brown arms were just as shapely as her legs. She was much darker than Deshona but nowhere near as black as Dawn. Her thin, long braids were enchanting, waist-length, thinner than Randi's and somehow curly all the way down. Knowing how attractive they were, Taneesha swished them often, tossing her head in an effortless, coltish way that called attention to every exquisite inch of her. She was indeed a very desirable girl, and Laura felt stirrings deep inside her pussy as she realized that Taneesha was looking for new sexual experience. I'll bet her pretty little black pussy is just the color of that magenta top on the inside, Laura thought.

"Sure, I'd love breakfast. I left too early to eat anything."

Laura drove across the Golden Gate Bridge and took her to breakfast on the dock at Sam's in Tiburon, which she knew would provide just the kind of novel, exciting flavor that would thrill Taneesha. They had eggs benedict and Ramos fizzes. Taneesha was flying by the time they left.

"Woooo... I never had such a killer breakfast! What do you call those thingamathingees we had?"

"Ramos fizzes?"

"Wow! And the view! Awesome, Laura. I can't believe you get to live here... and, like, go to breakfast there whenever you want to."

"Oh, I don't go there very often. Only for a special treat."

Now Taneesha lowered her eyelids and made a transparently sexy face at Laura, who was driving back across the Bridge and could not take her eyes off the road. But the glance was not lost on her anyway, and she could feel her blood beginning to rush.

"Does that mean I'm special?" Taneesha asked coyly.

Laura smiled tightly, ambiguously. "They don't come much more special than you," she said. "You're Deshona's niece. Deshona is a close friend of mine."

She didn't realize she had walked right into that one until it was out of her mouth.

"I knowwwww..." Taneesha cooed knowingly. "You guys are really, like, close."

Laura pursed her lips, focused intently on the traffic, which was chaotic and life-threatening as usual, and let this comment dissipate into space, hoping it would stop resonating in her ears as it did almost until they reached the city again. She decided to give Taneesha a tour. They rode on a cable car, lunching in the mid-afternoon at Fisherman's Wharf.

Taneesha was not that hard to be with once you managed to avoid her more devious innuendoes. After Laura refused to respond to her 'You guys are really, like, close' comment, she was on her best behavior, making no further allusions to the time, only a few days ago, when she had eavesdropped on Laura and Deshona fucking like fiends.

On top of that, she was quite beautiful in her girlish, shallow, flirtatious way, and very alluringly dressed, so that she and Laura drew lots of attention wherever they went, especially Taneesha's almost completely bare, and very shapely, legs. Mostly men, of course, but even a few women that Laura noticed could not take their eyes off either of them. It was a sensation Laura had experienced a few times before-with Kim, with Randi, with Brenda-but she realized she liked it. She enjoyed the feeling of being wanted herself, and also the sly satisfaction of knowing how they all wanted Taneesha when the ravishing thing, braids and all, would be in hers, Laura's, bed within hours-not theirs.

While window-shopping in The Cannery, Taneesha smiled at Laura and said, "Aren't you going to show me your new place? Like, I think it would be awesome and so tight to live in a city like this. I'm just dying to see where you live."

Laura was dying to show her. After almost a full day of looking at her delicious exposed flesh, and being driven crazy with lust by the coltish tossing of her head and the swishing of her sexy braids, Laura was only too happy to assent.

"Actually..." she hurriedly made up another lie to cover yesterday's, "the contractors are still there... putting in a new kitchen. It's not ready yet... so I'm still at the old place."

Taneesha ran her fingers down her naked thigh, along the impossibly smooth black skin and shapely thigh muscle, watching Laura catching desperate glances of it while trying to keep her eyes on the traffic at the same time.

"Oh." Taneesha smiled, enjoying the sight of Laura squirming. "Well... aren't you going to show me that place, then?"

"Sure."

Laura drove to her apartment. It was about four o'clock in the afternoon. She did not spot the Gibsons car in its usual place, nor anywhere else either that she could see, and so she felt a little more relaxed than usual as she took Taneesha up in the elevator.

"That job must, like, pay pretty well if you can afford to live here," Taneesha said, looking around, admiring first the building, then, inside Laura's apartment, the view. "Is that the bridge we were just on?"

"No, that's the other one, the Bay Bridge."

"Awesome view. Really."

"This is a very beautiful part of the day," Laura smiled, wanting to kiss her, not knowing exactly how to get there.

"So..." Taneesha looked around dramatically, as if something were missing. "Where's your bedroom? Are you going to show me that too?"

Laura almost blushed. She didn't know why. She could feel the red heat rising in her face.

"Sure. In here."

Taneesha looked around Laura's bedroom, examining especially the king-size bed. She looked sideways at Laura, smiling mischievously.

"You know... I heard you and Auntie Deshona when you were in her bedroom."

Laura said nothing, feigning indifference to this revelation, which both of them already knew anyway.

"Boy, would Charles be jealous of you if he knew what was going on," she smirked.

Laura smiled tightly at her, wanting to throw her down on the nearby bed and stop her sassy mouth with a brutal kiss. Until this second she had not realized how sharp her lust for Taneesha was becoming.

"I want to touch your braids," she whispered, knowing that her eyes were smoking with meaning.

Taneesha made the coltish toss of her head that she had been making all day, tossing the long black wavy rivulets of her braids so that they swished against her bare, gleaming shoulders, so deliciously naked outside the magenta sleeveless top she was wearing. She had thicker lips than Deshona, and she pursed them temptingly at Laura.

"Like... everybody wants to," she murmured softly. She walked the four or five steps that separated her from Laura. "I guess you can."

She turned her body halfway around so that Laura could touch them. Laura did more than touch them. She caressed the long, thin, wavy strands, letting them slide through her fingers, marveling at how the merest touch of Taneesha's hair against the skin of her fingers made a tiny, relentless pulse hammer away deep inside her pussy.

"How long does it take to have this done?" she asked softly.

"Ages. Hurts, too. Sometimes my head is sore for days afterward."

"Il faut souffrir pour etre belle," Laura murmured wistfully, remembering Brandi.

Taneesha smiled. "What's that... like, French? Do you speak French?"

Laura shook her head. She raised a handful of strands of Taneesha's braids up to her face, smelling their fresh odors, then rubbing them against her lips. Taneesha watched her. Laura's eyes caught hers and saw that the girl was puzzled, as well as curious.

"You really like it, don't you. I mean, you know, people like my braids, you know, but you seem to... I don't know, really like them."

Laura smiled. Taneesha was very close to her now, closer than she had been yet, and if anything her physical appeal was redoubled. Her skin was glowing and smooth and dark, her teeth even and white, her eyes black and mischievous and flecked with seductive highlights, as if she were just waiting for Laura to make the right move.

She was only half-facing Laura, who still stood with a handful of her braids, gazing into her eyes. Laura gently tugged Taneesha's hair to turn her head back around, letting her eyes fall to Taneesha's full, very inviting lips. As if anticipating, but also enjoying the moment to its fullest, Taneesha licked them, running her long pink tongue over her upper lip, then her lower lip, never taking her eyes from Laura's.

"You know, I never kissed a girl before," she whispered. "Wanted to, though."

Laura raised one eyebrow. "Really?"

Taneesha nodded.

"Who?"

"You. After you came out of the bedroom down at Auntie's house. When you came to get your clothes. You were so... naked and, like... beautiful, you know, I guess that's the word. I wanted to kiss you. I wanted to get some of what she was getting. I guess I was a little envious."

Laura let her hand relax so that Taneesha's braids slipped out of it, but instead of dropping it, she ran it up to Taneesha's head, caressing the back of it, then pulling the girl's face forward. A faint grin crossed Taneesha's mouth just before Laura's caught it.

Their lips curved slowly together, and Taneesha's mouth opened almost immediately to let Laura's tongue inside. Laura had wanted it to be a slow, simmering, romantic kiss, but Taneesha, now that they were kissing, was no longer coy. Her tongue met Laura's, stabbing and twisting around it, slithering back into Laura's mouth, her hands grabbing Laura's shoulders as she pushed her mouth aggressively into Laura's.

This girl is hot as a pistol, Laura realized as she kissed her back hungrily, running her own fingertips along both of Taneesha's shapely bare arms, feeling the raging pulse in her pussy grown even wilder as she caressed the girl's warm, phenomenally smooth skin. From caressing and clutching one another as they kissed, they were soon embracing, their fingers digging into each other's resilient flesh through the fabric of their clothes.

Taneesha was panting as their mouths finally came apart. Her eyes swirled, slightly glazed.

"Wow... like, it was better than I thought!"

Laura grinned. "I want another one just like it."

Taneesha broke into a smile. "Me too."

This time they did start out more slowly. Taneesha was a good kisser, sensitive and skillful, yielding her mouth to Laura, then forcing Laura to yield to her, touching Laura's cheek, then her neck with her fingers, then yielding her mouth back to Laura, who was becoming more insistent now as she could feel the swelling surge of lust grow in her body, and in Taneesha's too.

Now Laura kissed her neck, exploring it in detail from under her ear right down to the ribbed collar of her magenta top. This also gave her a chance to nuzzle Taneesha's long, wavy braids, which she did with relish, finally letting her lips climb back up the smooth dark column of the girl's neck to her ear again, which this time she took entirely into her mouth, frenching it heatedly.

Taneesha erupted in shivers. "Oooooohhhh!" she wriggled free, still shivering and giggling. "God... you gave me the shivers all the way through my body!"

"I want to do it again," Laura smiled, pulling her close again with one hand. "I want to do it to your other ear too. You have beautiful ears. Just made to tongue-fuck."

Taneesha tilted her head, mock-curious. "You said The Word," she grinned playfully.

Laura grinned back and enfolded Taneesha in her arms, beginning to kiss the other side of her neck and nuzzle her braids in the same way, but this time holding Taneesha more tightly to her, pushing her own body urgently into Taneesha's, and feeling Taneesha beginning to push back.

"God... don't do that! It gives me the shivers!" Taneesha gasped as Laura's mouth approached her other ear.

"You want it," Laura murmured.

Taneesha giggled and shook her head but his time made no effort to wriggle out of Laura's embrace. This time Laura just breathed into her ear, but it was also enough to give her another sharp tremor, and Taneesha dissolved into helpless laughter.

"Let me sit down..." she laughed, tossing her braids, her shiny black eyes now totally alive with sexual fires that she could not disguise. "God... you're making me weak in the knees, Laura."

"Mmmmm, pretty knees," Laura murmured, helping her the few steps to the bed, gently pushing her down on it. "I want to kiss them too. Every part of you is exquisitely beautiful... I want to kiss you everywhere."

"Oh god, I've never done this before," Taneesha gasped, still laughing, apparently still uncertain which role to try at this point.

"Yes you have," Laura admonished softly, sliding down her body, kneeling beside the bed, pushing Taneesha's legs apart.

"Not with another girl."

Laura was now kissing her knees, but her lips were slowly moving up to the incredible silky black thighs she had been unable to keep her eyes from devouring all day.

"I thought you wanted to kiss me... down at your Aunt's house."

Taneesha was still sitting up on the edge of the bed, watching Laura kiss and stroke her bare thighs. She patted the top of Laura's head, then ran her fingers through the billowing waves of Laura's hair.

"I'd rather have hair like yours," she said softly.

Laura, her lips still grazing the impossibly smooth dark skin of one of Taneesha's thighs on the inside, about halfway up toward her crotch, looked up at her and smiled.

"Don't change the subject."

Taneesha grinned. "Okay, I give up. I did want to. That feels pretty good... what you're doing. Nobody ever kissed me there before."

Laura got up from her knees and sat next to her on the edge of the bed. She pulled Taneesha backward so that they both fell back on the bed.

"If you don't have girlfriends, you must have boyfriends. You're too beautiful to be left alone."

"I have girlfriends," Taneesha pouted. "I've just never kissed them... or, like, done anything like this with them. I have a black boyfriend and a white boyfriend at home."

"But they don't kiss you between your legs."

Taneesha shook her head.

"I guess they don't know what they're missing," Laura purred. She ran her hand down to the white belt that held up Taneesha's very short shorts. "May I loosen this up so I can kiss some more of you?"

Taneesha nodded. She watched while Laura opened the buckle. Laura could hear their breathing as she unbuttoned the top button and ran down the zipper, exposing the raspberry-hued gauze of Taneesha's bikini panties.

"Are you going to lesbian fuck me... like you did Auntie Deshona?" Taneesha asked in a faraway voice, her eyes wide and shiny.

Laura could not contain a low, quick, throaty laugh. "What a way to put it."

"I heard you. It must've been good... she was really screaming."

Laura nodded. "It was very good."

"I'm so glad you guys didn't know I was there... or, like, you probably wouldn't have done it that... I don't know... radical. Right? It just about freaked me out, listening to you. Or I mean, to her."

"Mmmm... let's forget about her," Laura murmured. "Can I kiss your tummy?"

"You really like kissing everywhere, don't you."

Laura had pulled up the bottom of the magenta top too, exposing the smooth dark brown skin of Taneesha's midriff. It was flawless. She had a delightful little nub of bellybutton tucked into a shallow little navel, and Laura explored the smooth expanse of skin around it with her lips before tonguing the center, making Taneesha shiver yet again. Laura's fingers slid under the loosened waist of Taneesha's shorts, then slipped under the elastic band of her bikini panties.

"Don't tell me your boyfriends don't kiss your delicious smooth tummy," Laura purred, kissing every part of it herself.

For a few seconds Taneesha did not respond. She was panting more rapidly by now. "No... they're... pretty quick. You know, they like to come... they like to... oh god, that feels good!"

Using both hands, Laura had pulled her shorts and panties down to her thighs and was kissing the smooth skin right above her muff. "Yes... go on," she purred softly.

"They like to... adore and worship me," Taneesha giggled softly. "They think I'm beautiful... like you do."

"I sure do."

Now Laura was on her way up again, kissing Taneesha's warm, smooth stomach, pulling up the top further, all the way up to her armpits, exposing the girl's pale violet bra, which she realized was barely necessary since Taneesha, as Laura had suspected, had almost no breasts. But Laura was eager to have all of her anyway, whatever there was.

"Here... let me help you off with this," she coached, pulling the magenta top up over Taneesha's head while Taneesha held up her braids in both hands.

When it was off, and Laura had tossed it to the end of the bed, she could hardly contain her desire for Taneesha, now half-naked, her braids dangling around her bare shoulders, her shorts down around her thighs, her eyes warm and throbbing and wide as she watched Laura quickly unbutton her own shirt. In another three seconds Laura was out of her jeans too.

"I think I need another few minutes kissing," Taneesha said, almost apologetically, to Laura. "I think I'm, like, getting a little nervous."

Laura still had on her bra and panties, and Taneesha still wore her own bra. Laura looked down at it.

"Let's at least take these off first so we can feel each other while we kiss," she said, smiling.

Taneesha nodded. "Okay."

Laura easily skimmed off her panties and reached behind her back to unfasten her bra, watching Taneesha slip the straps of her own thin pale lavender bra off her shoulders, then pull the clasp around to the front to undo it, oblivious to Laura's eyes on the small swellings of her breasts and her quarter-sized, light caramel-colored nipples. Then she saw Laura looking.

"They're kind of small, aren't they." She grinned. "But no one seems to mind."

Laura smiled. Even though Taneesha was nothing like Jonelle, being physically beautiful in a totally different way, and having the flippant, shallow personality that seemed to drive Deshona up the wall, she reminded Laura of Jonelle in this at least: her breasts were nearly non-existent, just lovely, small, incipient mounds of sweet flesh, but her nipples were very mouthwatering, and Laura could not have been hungrier for them.

"I certainly don't," she murmured to Taneesha.

She tossed her own bra aside and pulled Taneesha down on the bed again with her, watching Taneesha's eyes on her own breasts.

"I wish I had ones like yours, too," Taneesha said, still wide-eyed. "There I go again... wanting your hair... wanting your boobs... I must seem like a dork to you."

Laura wriggled closer so that their naked breasts brushed. She kissed Taneesha's full lips. "You seem wonderful to me. I think your boobs are beautiful. Anything I can't get in my mouth might as well not be there. And I can't wait to get them in my mouth."

"Really?"

Laura nodded.

Taneesha laughed softly. "One of my boyfriends says that too. He says, 'If I can't suck it in my mouth, it ain't necessary.'"

Laura kissed her neck, her perfectly-formed collarbones. "You're going to make me jealous."

"You don't need to be. It's, like, totally different with you."

Mmmm, I should hope so, Laura thought, letting her lips move lower. Taneesha had a smooth, flawless upper chest, and Laura lovingly kissed her way across the fragrant, glowing dark skin until her lips were only inches from one small, swollen nipple, a beautiful little soft caramel bud. She licked it sensually with her tongue, feeling Taneesha quiver.

"Oh!"

"Is that good?" Laura murmured.

Whether she was momentarily overcome by the sensations or just at a loss for words, Taneesha didn't say anything. And Laura, with this soft, swollen, delectable nipple already almost inside her mouth, could not help going all the way. She sucked it between her lips, tenderly but insistently, sucking the rest of Taneesha's small, nearly non-existent breast into her mouth with it.

A sharp intake of air whistled past Taneesha's clenched teeth as her breast was almost siphoned up by Laura's mouth. "Oh... Laura!"

Laura let it go. It was all wet and shiny with her warm saliva, Taneesha's soft nipple now wrinkled and rubbery and more pointed. Laura flicked it cleverly with her tongue, kneading the small swelling of firm flesh under it with her fingertips, then sucking the whole thing back into her mouth once again. This time Taneesha moaned softly, running her fingers into Laura's hair.

"God yes!"

"You like that."

"God yes!"

"You want me to do it to the other one?"

"God yes! Please."

Pinching and twirling the wet, erect nipple she had been sucking with her fingers, Laura quickly moved her mouth to the other one, again sucking Taneesha's whole small breast into her mouth, sucking this one harder, more urgently, feeling Taneesha's body respond by stiffening slightly, and clenching.

"Oh! God... you do that so good! It makes me tingle all over."

"Does it make you wet?"

"God, Laura, like I was wet when we walked in the door," Taneesha confessed, now panting more rapidly.

"Mmmm, you must've known I was going to do this, then," Laura purred, now massaging and caressing both of Taneesha's small breasts and erect, damp nipples while she hungrily kissed the rest of the girl's naked upper body.

Though she was about twenty, Taneesha's body, in contrast with Dawn's voluptuous, completely developed figure, seemed to Laura almost an adolescent's body, with narrow hips, a long, supple, but not especially defined waist, these delightfully pubescent breasts. And yet she was writhing and moaning under Laura's lips and caresses like a fully grown woman indeed, catching Laura's mouth hungrily with her own as Laura slid up again to kiss her. Laura pushed her own breasts into the hard, wet little nipples she had just sucked into erection.

This time they kissed with a passionate hunger that their first kisses had only hinted at. Laura now felt for the first time Taneesha's hands roaming all over her own naked body, Taneesha's fingers-and longish fingernails-digging into her own back, and her ass, as their mouths drank each other. She rolled Taneesha over, now straddling her thighs, kissing her thirstily, devouring her, sucking her neck, pinching her nipples, overcome with sharp, nearly uncontrollable lust for her smooth, dark brown body.

"I want you... I want you..." she panted. "You are so lovely, Taneesha. I want you... I want your lovely body..."

Even though consumed by overpowering sexual feelings herself, Taneesha smiled almost shyly up at Laura. "You can have it."

Laura smiled back. "I want your pretty little wet treasure," she whispered, her eyes locked into Taneesha's. "I want to slip my tongue up into it. Deep."

Taneesha's black eyes widened in excitement. She nodded again.

She parted her thighs as Laura slid down her body, opening them for Laura, watching as Laura's mouth approached her swollen, protruding cunt. For such a slender slip of a girl, with her nearly adolescent body, Taneesha had a breathtaking, thick, perfectly-shaped young pussy, a sculptured love-chute that puffed out from her crotch in a way that reminded Laura immediately of Tamara's. Both were more external than usual, puffy oblong sheaths of flesh with thick inner lips that were not really black but more the color of the insides of your mouth. Taneesha's were puckered and swollen, parting only a little to reveal a very wet and glistening feast of raw dark-pink cunt flesh inside. I'll bet the white boyfriend and the black boyfriend really love to shove their pork sausages up inside this one, Laura thought, with a smile.

Laura noticed, as she ran her tongue up the wet crease from the bottom to the top, luxuriating in the taste of Taneesha's tangy cunt juices, that these inner pussy lips were thicker at the bottom and then tapered at the top, where they disappeared under the overarching hood protecting the girl's clit. It was a very lovely cunt, flooding with sweet fuck nectars, and as hot as any she had ever licked.

"Unnhhhhh!" Taneesha suddenly groaned, her lean body shaking from a sharp tremor.

"Mmmm," Laura smiled, "does that feel good too?"

"Unnhhhh!" Taneesha groaned again. "Oh... you're going to make me come!"

"Oh, I hope so," Laura purred, licking the festering red gash more aggressively now.

She had not even touched Taneesha's clit yet. It was very small, a tiny pinkish bead, only now peeking out from its shelter. Slowly, knowing how aroused Taneesha was becoming, Laura worked the tip of her tongue up the oozing wet slit toward it, finally swiping it several times. She thought Taneesha might come apart.

"Oh! Oh! Stop... oh Laura... oh stop for a second!" she gasped, half-sitting up, propping herself up on her elbows, her body jerking as she pulled her pussy slightly away from Laura's mouth.

Laura looked up. "Anything wrong?"

Taneesha shook her head rapidly. "I... was going to come."

"Don't you want to come?"

"Oh wow, yes. It just seemed to be happening... so fast. I never came that way. And then all of a sudden..."