.. you're a nice guy," she said."I mean, 'likes me' likes me ... you know..." I couldn't make myself come out and ask. Nerd. Social skill level zero.T...na's giggle told me what her words wouldn't say. The next day, Susan told Tina to give her my phone number.We talked on the phone that night. I explained to Susan that I was very much aware of the difference in our ages. She giggled and reminded me that her best friend was a year younger than her and was married to a guy ten years older than me.. We love each other, Clint. I'm still going to date her.”“Fuck,” he grunted, slamming his cock harder and harder into my pussy, his balls thwacking on my clit. That was so different. Stefani had fucked me with so many strap-ons, but she never had balls to hit my clit and make me shudder. “You have to bring her over.”“You want to fuck her?”“I'm going to fuck her,” he growled. “Your girlfriend has to be part of the family.”“Like Pam?” I moaned, my pussy clenching.“Just like Pam.”“Oh, you are a. This one will be, interesting.' A cruel smile curled the edges of her lips. Quinn's eyes didn't flinch from the woman's face. She was tall, dressed in tight gray and black, she looked young, but at the edges of her hair, gray had begun to infiltrate the curls. Her eyes flicked to the woman's chest, briefly awed at the taut skin across those two huge mounds. She glanced back up at the woman's eyes, seeing her smile wider, then Quinn turned her own eyes to the floor, blushing. "Mrs.Davis, I. The first thing that came to mind when I saw them was my wet, frozen feet from when I worked in the stream panning for gold. I bought all ten pairs that he had, and sent one to James Callahan in St. Louis, asking him to order two thousand pairs of the boots in large sizes.I also asked him to inquire if they made the boots that went even higher up the leg. If not, could we pay extra to have the manufacturer make two thousand special pairs? I wanted them to reach mid-thigh.Satisfied that I’d.