Those stolen moments. He could still taste the sweet peach juice upon her lips following the very first time their lips locked. Fuck. He craved her.Ai...en knew he shouldn’t but Melody oozed seduction. Something he just couldn’t resist. Even a quick glance in those emerald green eyes, veiled by dark lashes, made his cock twitch.So many nights he had jerked himself off into oblivion recalling the first time she kneeled before him. He remembered how well those pink lips engulfed his raging hard. She had started the game of her own free will, and done so quite assertively, so without missing a beat, I stood back up and whispered back into her ear, "Oh really? Well, I have something for you."She looked me in the eye. "What's that?" I have your t-shirt. Do you want it back?"For some reason, this question puzzled her. "Okay?" I knew I had her."I'll trade you," confident as I'd ever been, because I was about to assume absolute control."What do you want for them?"I looked at her plainly and. He was careful not so much worried about falling as not getting his sisters pageant dress dirty. His panic had taken the pleasure out of dressing up and a few minutes later everything he was wearing was carefully put back where it had been. Everything but the ruffled panties and those, as well as the full slip he wore went into the washer on delicate. It was the only drawback for a boy wearing such lovely things Chuck thought with a smile.Eleven pictures hung in Sandy's dark room an hour after. She would blame me for the branch's shortcomings on sales and would alter customer accounts without their consent if she felt it was in the best interest of the branch. She would pick and choose whose overdrafts to pay every morning based on the fact if she liked them or not. I once saw her rubbing banknotes on her pussy before handing them to customers.She forceD me to sign my mother in law up for an insurance policy, otherwise she said she would refuse my vacation (which was approved and.