" "I was just, uh, just worried that people will laugh at me." What did youexpect; I couldn't share my deepest fantasy."Don't worry Libby; you're doin... a great job of pretending. Remember howdaddy acted when he first saw you?" Mom asked in a gentle voice. "Yourfather knows that you're really an eleven year old boy but I'm willing tobe that no one could have convinced him that you were his son. Especiallynot after you hugged and kissed him."I felt a warm glow inside of me as I thought back to. Finally she had discarded those thoughts and concentrated on how to use her new-found knowledge of Jacob and Jessica to bluff her way through the meeting with Joe Foss.Thankfully Sandy had kept up her one-sided conversation, including emphasizing the virtues of living in California’s north-central valley, which she pointed out was about a three-hour drive (on a low traffic day) from San Francisco. Sandy’s monologue required no answers so it enabled Kate to come up with what she considered a. He'd been home to visit his parents for his eighteenth birthday, and he'd returned just a few hours ago. He looked a little put out, because she'd pretended to forget all about his birthday. She hadn't mentioned it and neither had he. Now he burst into her room saying, "You're a tease, you know that?" You really think I'd forget your birthday? Now close your eyes while I get your present."He closed his eyes."No, on second thoughts turn round and face the door. I don't trust you." Now there's a. She fought me - a little. Out of shock and surprise. My tongue tasted her edge of fear, even panic in the sweat at her neck... but only the edge. She did not recoil. She did not scream. Inside, a vice of wet heat squeezed me. I opened to her, my lust and desire roiling in both of our minds. And though her body pulled and tensed, her passion answered mine. #######I moaned in erotic distress and the brink of fear. I pulled with my arms and bucked with my hips, trying to escape. He had me firmly.