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ISSUE #9 - MARCH 2009
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Throughout that week, he made it obvious that he really was that guy by giving her nutritional suggestions that ended up making her feel better, and making sure she knew he was ready to make her soup and bring it to her. She started trusting that he was telling the truth, and finally on Friday night, they met for one final late night date. By this time, Stella and Ted were both very comfortable, and they stayed in the restaurant for a very long time. Eventually, they prepared to leave, but instead lingered in the parking lot for over 2 hours. Even though it was cold, neither of them shivered much, and carried on in conversation as if it was a warm spring day. Finally, he reached out and pulled her close, and they just held each other for several moments, almost feeling as one. He tilted her head up and kissed her, and it was so amazing that all else was forgotten. They kissed for a very long time, during which he kissed her neck ever so gently, nibbled upon her ear lobes, and pressed her up against her car as she gasped. The force behind this kissing was much more than simple hormones and attractiveness, as the force of both bodies pressed against each other with strength and feeling. This was the final straw...at this point, she knew that he really was the guy he said she was...she knew he really was everything he claimed to be, and more. She took the bear he finally gave to her, and swearing she would clutch it tight every night she slept, she drove away.

Even though her relationship with Marshall was still ongoing, what was being presented to Stella was the relationship most women dream of. Here was a man who would never hit her, or raise his voice against her. Here was a man who would put her needs before his own, and truly appreciate her and the things she did for him. Here was a man who knew how to avoid most drama, knew how to curb drama, and knew how to get along with everybody. A man who would have trust in her and not get jealous, and quite possibly help bring balance to her life, and she knew she should not pursue him. However, after a rough Saturday evening, she decided to visit him. He had sent her a message earlier, when he assumed that he wouldn't be seeing her for a couple days, that he stated contained kisses for her to use whenever she felt like a kiss from him until the next time they met. She responded that those text kisses were not good enough. Ted and Stella escaped into the outdoors during a dance song so that he could kiss her, and she smiled throughout the night. She later told him that she came up to see him because she knew that he could put a smile on her face. He told her that he would never let her go too long without a smile, because she was too beautiful to ever be sad.

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Stella decided to stick around and stay with Ted for awhile long. She insisted that they could not be together much longer, due to an early schedule, but that they could do something for a short while. He invited her to sit in his car while they pondered what to do, and they started kissing. She squirmed, and shook slightly, and her body craved his touch. Every time he touched her, she would react with new thoughts, and new urges. She started to pull him with her, and he pushed in her direction, until they were both enthralled in such passionate kissing and touching that neither could truly set a limit. Each set limit was subsequently broken, until even true natural body parts were being breached, and he brought her to climax.

She held him so tight in her arms, and they fell asleep for a short while, but upon awakening she decided to curb her morning responsibilities and go with him to the home he was house sitting in for the weekend. This decision was made to break their final and most important limit, the one that Ted felt could destroy them if broken too soon. He made sure that she really wanted to take those steps, and she insisted that she could not go without him any longer.

Upon arriving at the home, he brushed his teeth because he wanted his kiss with her to be perfect, and after sharing a few laughs, they resumed kissing. She smiled every time he touched her, and finally he pulled off her shirt and rapidly snapped her bra loose. He told he before that their first time together had to be perfect, and that she needed to be treated like the vixen that he felt no other guy had treated her like. He kissed every inch of her upper body, from both sides of the tips of her fingers up to the shoulders, all the way to the small of her back and the base of her lovely breasts, each while smiling as he felt he draw quick breaths...he knew he was making her happy. When he finally finished with her upper body, he slowly removed her pants and underwear, exposing her entire body to him. She looked at him with wanting adorable eyes as he started kissing her lower body everywhere conceivable. She shuddered ever so slightly when he finally started kissing her in that most sensitive place, and eventually started using his tongue on her most erotic body part until she finally exploded for the first time from a man pleasuring her in that way.

When he finally undressed completely and became one with her, their passion went above and beyond simple hormones. They kissed almost during the entire time, and her eyes rolled back in her head. She held him tight until the moment of truth, where he removed himself and they just held each other and talked for a bit longer, until finally becoming passionate again.

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