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Two friends put their past to rest.

She obviously worked out.

Her arms were very toned, even muscular.

'MMM' I thought. Followed by 'Where did that come from.'

She smiled at me as if she had read my mind.

'Weird' I thought and followed her in.

"How long have you been here?" I asked as I put down the box in her kitchen.

She had obviously been here quite a while after I had left the night before or had gotten here very early. Everything we had carried in yesterday was unpacked and put in its pace neatly. There was a sofa that had not been there, along with an occasional table.

Nice stuff, muted tones, functional with a hint of elegance. She had taste.

"Do you want coffee?" she said as I sat the last of the boxes down.

"No, thanks. Don't trouble yourself."

"It's no trouble. It's already made." She reached into the cabinet and pulled out a cup.

"How do you take it? Cream?" she asked as she went to the refrigerator. She was already opening the door as I answered yes.

"Thanks" I said as she sat it on the counter. I sat on the stool.

She poured herself a cup and sat on the opposite stool.

"You have gotten a lot done here" I said.

"A little at a time, but yeah, it's coming along."

I caught myself watching her as she picked up her cup, her elbows resting on the counter, and leaned forward to take a sip of her steaming coffee. Her lips pursed slightly as she blew lightly into the cup.

I watched as she tipped the cup slightly and watched the liquid enter her mouth. It seemed to be in slow motion. I could see the drops as they entered. I could see the texture lines on her lips. I could see them glisten. They seemed to take up my entire field of vision.

I watched the cup pull away from her lips. They parted. They began to move. No sound registered. No sound except for the buzzing in my brain. It was there again. The sound from last night. It was louder now. It was filling my mind. I couldn't take myself away from it. Even as she spoke, and I couldn't hear her, my focus was still on that sound and her lips.

"What?" I said as I suddenly was able to pull myself back to consciousness.

"Oh, I just asked if you like living here." She said nonchalantly with a smile.

I was right. Very nice smile.

"It's OK. It's close enough to town that we aren't in the boonies but just far enough that I have a yard and can listen to my music loud sometimes."

"Music won't bother me." She said. "I love music."

"Cool" I replied as I picked up my coffee. How long had I been out of it, I wondered. My coffee was completely cold.

"Here, let me warm that up" she said.

"Oh, no. I really should get going." I was only leaving because I felt like I should. The truth was, I wanted to stay. I didn't know why.

"OK. Come back anytime." She said as she took my cup. "I am sure I will need a lot more help."

The edges of her mouth had a natural upturn, even when she wasn't smiling, giving off a happy, peaceful vibe.

"Do you hear that?" I asked. That hum had returned. It didn't seem to be coming from anywhere. And it felt as if it came from everywhere. Yet, it was barely audible.

"No, I don't hear anything." She responded with a smile.

"Oh, I started hearing it last night."

"Nope. Nothing." She said with a shrug of her shoulder. I thought I caught the almost imperceptible bounce of one of her tits under that loose fitting shirt. They seemed a little bigger than I had first thought.

"OK. Well, let me know if you need anything." I said as I dismissed myself.

"I will" I heard her say as the door shut behind me.

I didn't see her the rest of the day. She never came out of her house again, as far as I could tell. But, I thought about her all day. How long had I been out of it staring at her lips. How had I not noticed how perfect they were. Or how perfect her skin was.

And that almost imperceptible bounce of her tit. How big were they? I still really couldn't tell. What did they look like? How big was her areola? What did her nipples look like?

Every once in a while, I would see if I could locate a source for the humming in my head, which was now c

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