Harry began kissing my neck. Then he whispered in my ear that he loved me. He trailedkisses down my neck and finally reached my lips, ending with a pa...sionate kiss to them. We both knew what tonightwas all about. We both had saved ourselves. We both wanted it to be perfect. I, for one, knew it would be.He put his forehead against mine while our noses touched and told me how perfect I was. I giggled. Then he told mehow he loved each part of my face, kissing it as he said it: my eyes, my ears, my. Enough. But it seemed it wasn't enough. What was I thinking, I thought. I'm thirty-six. I have a five-year-old. Why am I so preoccupied with this girl who's about half my age? After I finally got home from work and had dinner with Andrew, I jumped into the shower and started stroking rhythmically to the memory of Emily. I imagined pinning her against the shower's walls, fucking her round ass as she screamed out in ecstasy and begged me to continue. I came as I'd never come before. If only she. Unless you'd rather not get to know your dream girl better." Her tone was mocking, deliberately taunting her older brother. She knew his weaknesses and hot buttons, and she was pushing them all right now.Travis rolled his eyes. "But how the hell is this going to help? You want me to change...into a girl?" he demanded in an exasperated tone.Deanna nodded, back to being smug. "Look, she's kind of stand-offish. She doesn't let guys get close enough to know. But a girl...." Let's see if I've. You have to wear those hot pants?" You were there?"Yeah a booster took me there last year. It might be considered a 'gift' so I'm not supposed to tell anyone. I don't like the idea of you working there. I'm surprised you took the job." Why?" Kristen asked, but she knew why, she liked seeing Frank get possessive of her."Those waitresses are all really sexy, is all, and those men..." Frank said before Kristen interrupted."Well I'M really sexy aren't I?" Yes, baby," Frank said putting his arms.