What do I get if I win? Well, if you win, you have let me watch a movie with you on that huge TV you were carrying into your house. Okay, thats fair....And if I win, youll have to confront your parents about not spending enough time with you. Your dad seem really upset about it, and I think if you gave him a push in the right direction, hed spend more time with you. Hmmm, fine, I guess. she smiled. But you wont win, believe me. Oh, is that so? I mocked playfully. Well see about that. We lined up. The side of my bed sink in under someone’s weight. He reached his hand over the cover and pull it down until my head was visible to him. I turned to my side, away from him. I saw a shadow of a hand coming towards my face and squeezed my eye tightly shut. I thought he was going to hit me, but he didn’t. He simply rubbed my head, the way he always do. “Cal… I-” “Shhh… It’s okay.” All sound died out, only the sound of hand rubbing my hair was left. “Are you mad at me?” I whispered. “I’m not. I. ”You got a little something,” I joked, ”Down there.”He looked down then wiped it off with a corner of his towel. I walked past him, drying my hair, still naked. He followed me to the kitchen. Opening the refrigerator, I pulled out a bottle of pinot grigio and a wedge of extra sharp cheddar. ”You want some?” I asked as I set the cheese on the table. ”Sure, Mrs. Williams.””You may as well call me Karen,” I suggested.”Ok, Karen,” he stuttered,” That felt really good.”I just smiled and cut him a. How about a shower before we begin further exploration of each other's bodies ... hmmm?" Diana smiled and nodded in agreement so Charles picked her up and carried her to the bathroom.She admired his broad shoulders and sinewy back that tapered to his trim waist and lean hips. She ogled his hard, round ass and his strongly muscled legs as she firmly ran her hands over his sexy, hard body. He had a long torso—he needed to wear shirts for a tall man. But his legs were only average in length. If.