“She’s NOT my girlfriend!”Except that she was, of course. The other boy smirked at Paul as he taunted him further.“You probably tell her she�...s beautiful all the time. ‘Oo, baby, you’re so cute!’ Lover Boy!”“I never said she was beautiful!”Well, never said it to anybody but her. But then Travis used a technique which is often effective on playgrounds and national politics: just say something over and over, and it won’t matter if you have proof.“Lover Boy! Lover Boy! Lover Boy!”“Shut up!”“Lover. I won’t mind working the long hours as long as I am working with you!” She couldn’t believe she just said that. It almost sounded like a come on, the way it was said. Abbey was a very passionate, relational and yet transparent woman. She was quite sexual as well. And she liked it dirty. In her mind she was picking apart every line of the conversation. “It will take some time for you to get it,” caused even more of her juices to flow from her pink lips. Even when Mike used the term “control. I remember her giggling about how he had Andrea and she had Peter. Both helped scratch an itch but weren’t attractive enough to pull them away from a happy marriage. But the office was closed today, so what was she doing here?We heard murmured greetings from the hallway and what sounded like a small scuffle and then a hard slap against skin. A moment later Daddy walked into the kitchen with Andrea and a young woman by her side. The side of the young woman’s face was red, the source of the. ” “Is that an order.” “Yes. Do it!” He gave me that look, narrowing his eyes as if to say who do you think you are. I smiled, bit my lower lip then went back to the bed and crawled up to lean against the huge fluffy pillows, my white peasant blouse staining against my breasts and barely covering my black panties. I moved my hands through my long auburn hair, messing it up slightly, wanting to look wilder, and, as he took off his pants, I stared at the bulge straining his red, silky, bikini.