Wearing her uniform, she filled out her work blouse nicely and looked sexy with her blonde hair in a proper ponytail.“I’ll have a large double, do...ble and a large hot chocolate. Brad is hot chocolate fine with you, or did you want something else?” Scott asked.“Hot chocolate is fine with me, thank you.”“And another large hot chocolate,” Scott added.“Hi Brad,” Cindy smiled, preparing their order. “Tell your mom, Dad, and Vicky, I said hello.”“Hi Cindy, yeah, I’ll tell them.” Abby looked at Brad. Work through this. I, Kimberly, will tell the story from my fiance's, Randy, perspective since it begins before I entered the picture.A year after Margie married Randy’s father.Randy is speaking. My father died tragically six months ago in a car crash in the country of Qatar. I did not deal well with it the first three months but did finally come out of my funk when Kimberly, the daughter of one of my father’s friends, asked me for a date. She had been with her father at the funeral. I had. LEAVING HIS FINGERS IN MY ASS HOLE HE PROCEDED TO LICK UP MY CUM OFF HIS HAND AND MY CHEST.TIME SAID ' YOUR CUM TASTES SO SWEET' THEN LICKED THE LAST DROPS OF THE TIP OF MY COCK AND LAID ALONG SIDE OF ME.'I WANT YOU ON YOUR KNEES FACING THE SIDE OF THE BED. SPEADING YOUR LEGS, OPENING YOUR ASS'I REACHED FOR THE BEDSIDE DRAWER WHICH HAD SOME LUBE AS WELL AS A HEAP OF SEX TOYS.' WOW, YOU REALLY ARE PREPARED' AND HE TOOK OUT THE LUBE AND SQUEEZED IT OUT ONTO HIS FINGER WHICH HE PROCEDED TO LUBE MY. "You want me to ... skip school and go to the mall or something?" What?" Veronica laughed and Heather gave me a funny look. In fact, all the girls laughed at me and I just felt even more stupid than I already did."No!" Heather snorted. "Shop at school, dummy!" In the girls' locker room," Wendy told me. "That's the best way." Just don't get caught!" Rita giggled."And don't take my clothes!" Paula said, kind of half-seriously. I don't think her clothes would have fit me anyway."But..." I looked.