Linney wouldn't mind if we told her you sold a few." Mrs. Linney,Megan's mom, was their den mother. The family had known the Linneys foryears, and Lin...sey was probably right about her not caring that a fewboxes didn't count towards anybody's sales total, as long as the moneymade it to the right place, which is all that really mattered."You think I could sell a box?" 'Course." She smiled a lovely little smile."Who's gonna buy Girl Scout cookies from a sixteen year-old guy?"A wry smile from. He stirred at my touch, nuzzling his head further into my cleavage. The shoulder strap of my nightie had slid off, his movement pushed the material down and now I felt the warmth of his breath on my partly exposed nipple. Then I felt something hard poke at my thigh; I thought to myself 'Oh my God, he’s got a hard on.' I couldn’t resist reaching out to touch it; it felt big in my slender hand. I was not a virgin, I had had sex a few times, but this felt pretty big in my limited experience. He. Of course this was only going to get this furious little sprite my personaladded efforts in humiliating her further. It was going to be deliciously fun (Ithought) breaking my stubborn little nymphet of her free spirited ways by makingher ride a narrow wooden beam of my own erotic design. I would enjoy spurring sucha vivacious filly on with my tasseled buggy whip while she is hangs up by herwrists. "Well now... Are wehaving any second thoughts Miss Johnson?" This inquiry however wasthe only. I had caught him and he knew it but didn’t care. I was poking at the Leo. I had lashed out when he tried to assert his dominance. He was ready to physically assert his dominance on me. Keeping him in public thrilled me and agitated him. So, when I told him I was ready to go, he got up and as I slid out of my seat, he grabbed my hand and pulled me against his body. His arm around my waist, he led me out of the coffee shop. *The moment I stepped into his apartment, I knew I had walked into the.