.. it's not so hard. You've got like ... muscles, and you're not fat, but it's so smooth and pleasant. You don't look like you're trying to look like ...rnold Schwarzenegger or something. I'm ... I usually date guys who are more like that." Why?" I asked."Uh ... because they're usually pretty easy to manipulate I guess. They ... they're usually stupid jocks. I mean, physically, they're sort of attractive, but I prefer guys who look more like they have ... uh ... like a swimmers body—Yeah! That's. I tried to pull my hand away from her breast."Don't," she said. "I like it there."Something in me shivered and I gave her breast a little squeeze."Mmmm," she sighed. "I wonder why I get so turned on by my brothers?" Mmmf?" came a snort from Randy. He lifted his head."You want to make a baby Randy?" she said, kissing him."With Bob here?" he asked, rubbing his eyes with one fist."He's family," she said, kissing him again.Randy got up on one elbow and peered over Kathy at me."You mind?" he. ’ Lacie realized she was a little hungry, and quickly snatched some silverware and a tray off the table, carrying it outside once Bridget okayed it, then dashing back in for a glass of juice. Setting her breakfast on the table, Lacie swept the lid off her food, inhaling deeply as she gazed at the feast before her. Scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, pan seared mashed potatoes, a small pancake and a large bounty of fresh fruit sat on the tray. Lacie unwrapped her silverware and dug in with relish,. It was too bad they didn't have any more ashes to spread out from the furnaces because they were all on oil now and there was no ash to get rid of on a daily basis."Oh, Sal, thank God, I didn't know what I was going to do. I am glad Gina found you to send you to my rescue."Sal thought the pretty young woman with the natural red hair was a bit stuck up for the Bronx but she had a right to be proud of her smashing perky breasts and her heart-shaped ass that filled the tight Christmas red pencil.