"What was in that letter?"The girl looked up and said, "It's that time again. I hate it!" What time? What do you hate? Who is the letter from?" It's f...om Ron Jackson. He's my baby's father. He's Ronald Jackson, Jr. It was a great concession for Ron to acknowledge paternity ... as if I ever slept with another guy. He sends $100 a month in child support." 'That time'? What time?" Cindy persisted.Tears were flowing form April's eyes. "Ron plays football. Have you heard of him? I doubt if you. After months and months of trying to look attractive to her husband, she absolutely didn’t want to tonight. No skirt or dress, but slacks and a loose knit top. Low heeled sandals. No jewelry, no makeup.Back downstairs, she looked at herself in the mirror over the living room buffet. She felt very nervous and knelt down. Opening the side cabinet, she reached in and pulled out a half-empty bottle of vodka. Taking it to the kitchen, she poured herself a small glass of Dutch courage, trying to calm. She could feel me getting hard."Eh" She said, but she didn`t seem offended. I decided to turn her around and kissed her again fully on the lips. She responded. I smothered her face and neck with kisses. I climbed on top of her. She knew my cock wanted to be released. I held her face as I kissed her. I was breathing heavily as I kept smothering her with kisses. I felt she wasn`t going to resist me now. Maybe she just wanted me to touch more of her. Anyway, I went for it. I got up, knelt, and. But I am pretty sure you thought about me last night as well. I wanted nothing more than to see you naked, to taste every part of you, to make love with you ever since I saw you laying by your own pool right after I got here. If I knew Aunt Helen had such a sexy neighbor I would have been here two semesters ago.”Then she kissed me, slipping her tongue into my mouth, not giving me a chance to say anything else.She grabbed my hands and put them on her breasts, they felt so different from my own..