“Naw, you seem like you got it.”“Well, how about you sit out here and chat with me for a second while I take a small break?”I sighed and accep...ed his request. I sat down in a lawn chair and Ron took a seat next to me. “So where are you and your mother from?”“Louisiana.”“Oh really? What brings ya’ll to Texas?”“My mom’s new job.”“Alright,” He said and nodded his head. We conversed for about 10 awkward minutes, talking about regular stuff, like school, the neighborhood, and that kinda crap. Ron. Mai ek normal health ka athelatic body wala ladka hu aur meri umar 23 saal hai mere ghar k bhaju me ek aunty rahthi hai uhnka naam radhika hai unki umar lagbag 38 saal hogi aur unke 2 bhache hai jo mere se 3-4saal choteHai aur dusre jagah padthe hai tho unhke yaha sirf uncle aunty hi rahthe hai jabbi uncle ghar pe nahi hote woh mujhe hi saman lane ya kuch kaam ho tho bolthi hai mere ghar me hum 4 log hai mere baiyya mai aur mom dad Mere baiyya tv dekthe rahthe tho mai tv dekhne aunty ke yaha. What bothered me is the kidnapping. Not the actual act, but the sexual things afterward that took place. I adored Dana, a feeling that should probably bother me, but I wanted our relationship to be more than sex. Talk about feeling like a sap. Stepping out of the shower, I dried off quickly while my stomach growled. Hungry or not, I dressed and decided that I would get Dana to take me to see my mom. Getting dressed in a nice pair of jeans and a band shirt, one that read Metallica, I headed over. I made every effort to keep the kiss as soft and gentle as possible. The kiss was amazing, and through it I felt a connection deep into Clarissa’s soul. There was something almost electric about the kiss, and I was amazed at how erotic and exciting it was, despite being so soft and gentle. When Clarissa broke the kiss about twenty seconds later, it was if part of me was being ripped away.“I liked that,” I said softly.“Kiss me again, please; and this time put your hand on my breast.”“Lissa...” I.