I have some real estate here in my bag…’ and smiled. After a brief look of confusion, Faith asked, ‘Simon and Garfunkel?’ ‘Yup,’ continuin... with an explanation, he added, ‘When I was in Rochester, I met with my lawyer and a realtor and told them about a piece of land, owned by a certain Bob Engles, that might be on the market soon. And I gave them authority to place a purchase offer on it.’ A brief pause for affect, and then, ‘Guess what?’ She stared wide-eyed. ‘I’m your new neighbor, Faith.’. An all-American, red blooded, baseball playing,girl chasing boy. Now I was that girl. My thoughts were a mess and Iwas about to explode.As soon as we got home, Father and Marie came to meet us in the livingroom. I looked at Father with questions in my eyes and even as he wasadmiring my hairdo, I could see that he knew that I had questions forhim. Marie giggled and patted my firm hair and made noises about howmuch she loved her first perm and how it made her feel that she wasfinally a woman. And. ???? ?Wake up!? Dillon hollered one more timeas he brought down the cane.? ???? Tillie screeched in fear and from thesearing pain as the cane came down and connected to her welted sore ass.? Within seconds Tillie was up and on all 4?scrying from the burning feeling piercing her skin. ? ????Assume the position bitch? Dillon shouted,but Tillie had no clue what he was talking about.? All she knew is that she was sleeping and nowthis jerk was screaming at her and she felt like her ass was on. "I wish I could get into those panties." It was the sortof comment Jack Booker made on a regular basis. Tonight, however, thatunassuming phrasing mattered. It was his first wish."I know, right?" Kevin was saying. "She's gotta be the hottest womanI've ever seen."As much as Jack's dick ached just looking at the woman, he knew that shetoo was out of his league, so he again looked for a way to find fault.It was rather difficult in this case, especially since that pink thongkept pulling his eyes.