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What a handsome man he was....he must have been 6'2, he had beautiful brown hair that wasn't too dark, but wasn't too light. And his eyes, coffee brown that made me go crazy. I wish I could see him again, because of all the people I went to High School with, I'd want to see him again. Only him. I'd want to see what's behind those enticing eyes. I know that won't happen though, after all what are the chances of meeting up with him again? I'm sure I could figure it out if I really wanted to. I hate Statistics.

I went shopping with my friends today...

Diary January 1 1986 Happy New Year!!!

At last night?s New Year?s party I saw someone I thought I would never see again, Federico Peña.

Remember him, the guy I was telling you about that was in my French class two years ago...he?s still as handsome and attractive as ever and I found out what became of him. He had gone to France for two years of study at the Sorbonne in Paris, or at least that?s what he told anyone who'd listen. I talked to him a while about Paris, we shared our thoughts about France then we exchanged phone numbers, so that we could go have some coffee in the near future. I couldn?t help overhearing what he said to one of male friends, about his seductions, his sexual conquests....name after name of women, with graphic detail of what he did with them. It stirred my heart...I wanted him to sweep me off my feet...in fact, as I left the party I happened to walk by him and said: "If you were ever at school you might be able to seduce me..." I laughed, then walked out of Marcella?s New Year?s party. I wonder what Rico will say to me when we have coffee?

No surreal dreams last night. I hope that tonight I won't have any like yesterday.

Diary January 3 1986 I can't believe the dream I just had...it's 4 in the morning and I have to write it all down before I forget it.

I was in High school again and it was during the lunch hour. I was sitting with my friends on some picnic tables, eating and talking about nothing, when Rico came up to me and said: "We have some business waiting. Can you come with me" None of the other girls notice that I leave and my face breaks into a gigantic smile, since I know what the business is.

Rico embraces me, I embrace him back and he kisses me on the cheek. He usually does that to say hello, but something about it is different this time. I think it must have been the deep musky scent that he had, or some Drakkar Noir, or just something because my sex began to work. I was excited, but I didn't just feel that, I got a weird feeling that was more than sexual excitement...it was like inner wetness. I needed him more that moment than anything or anyone else. He kisses me again, but this time on the lips and my sex pulsates as his lips touch mine in a simple dry kiss.

He seemed to know what I felt, so Rico took me to a dark corner of the school building, so no one could see us. With my back to the wall, he takes me in his arms and kisses me again. At first it was just a dry kiss, but his tounge enters my mouth and we begin to French kiss, as his hands caress my arms, then slowly go to my waist and end up on my butt. As he kisses me deeply, his tounge dancing with mine and his bottom teeth gently nipping my lips he takes down my blue jeans to my knees.

That day I'm wearing red silk bikini underwear that barely cover me, so his right hand easily goes under the smooth material and he begins to tease my sex.

All the while, we still kiss deeply and passionately as his left hand gently cups my exposed butt, tingling as we make love.

He touches me, massaging my clit with his middle finger as the other fingers stay to the sides, sending electric waves of pleasure all through my body. I want to cry out...to scream in pleasure, but my gasps of pleasure are suppressed by his mouth, hungry to kiss me. Anyway, we can't make noise since we're at school and it would be dangerous if we were discovered.

After what seems to be forever, his fingers to go the outer folds of my vagina. Rico moistens his fingers, then slowly he plays with my clit again, as it becomes wet with my vaginal tears. He feels my rock hard nipples pressed against his chest, even through my white t-shirt and my bra. Now I know he wants to take me.

Still kissing me deeply, I feel his middle finger slowly slide into my cunt, as deep as he can put it.

His cold, wet finger penetrates me and I jump slightly back from the sensation of chills and penetration. Rico still holds me close to him, not allowing me to move away from him as he kisses me and sometimes sucks on my lips.

As his tongue dances with mine and he slowly slides his middle finger in and out of me we go to the hard black asphalt, to lay down. His tall frame weighs heavily on me as he gets on top of me, one hand bracing my back as the other slides in and out of my in a steady rhythm. All the while, I feel his penis start to grow, filling with blood and lust, only making me more excited. I know he won't satisfy himself, he will wait for another day since he only wishes to pleasure me.

Still, only his middle finger enters me at a slow gentle pace. Suddenly I feel his index finger enter along with the middle with the same gentle pace as he kisses me. Thrust after thrust he pierces me, until my body begins to meet each of his thrusts, pushing his fingers deeper into me. I moan in pleasure, but they are suppressed and eaten by his lustful, deep kiss. I begin to feel a warmth grow deep within my womb, slowly moving forward to meet his fingers and his kiss...then I orgasm in pleasure. His mouth still locked over mine, our tongues dancing in a frantic ballet and my body pressing against his hard cock.

My orgasm lasts forever, or seems to last forever...then slowly subsides. Rico looks into my eyes, takes his lips away from mine to smile at me.

Then, we kiss deeply and soulfully again and just as he broke the kiss, I awoke. Looking up at the ceiling of my room, alone without anyone to hold me.

It was the most erotic dream I have ever had...I wish that somehow he and I could do that for real....

Diary January 4 1986 Rico called today, to ask me out for coffee. His voice seemed hesitant, he said: "Alicia, if you don't want to go out, I'll understand. I really, really want to."

I said: "Yes. I want to go out with you. How about next Friday, the 10th. You pick me up."

I could have seen him smiling through the phone:

"Great. I'll see you then."

We rang off and I smiled to myself. That might be the next time he sees me, but I hope I see him long before that.