‘Didn’t I?’ ‘Yes…hehe….yes!’ He stops tickling me and pins me to the sheets staring down and me. He kissed my neck, then my cheek, then ...y lips, ‘Sexy trouble maker.’ ‘Hehe yes.’ We stare for a moment until he breaks the chance, ‘Guess what I brought for you?’ ‘What?’ He gets up, and I sit up to watch him get his gift. He plants candles around the room, it was so romantic, white candles. ‘Aw…how sweet Cookie.’ Taking a match he lights each one, then He hopes back on the bed, ‘They’re vanilla. ..I had a wet dream. Looking down, my bare breasts have painful obvious swollen nipples. Even if my mind can't remember what I was dreaming about, my body sure seems too. I try to fall back asleep, I try to fight it, but I just can't. The fan continues to blow cold air over my body and my nipples become hard and erect. My breasts may be small, but they are perky in their own little way. My nipples are very sensitive. Normally soft and supple, they've swollen so much that I can't deny how much I. And then I saw it! One of the spotlights beamed on a small white car, with only part of the roof, the trunk and the back bumper showing. Through the murky water, I could also see an open driver's door.Dad rolled down his window to talk with somebody who'd seen what happened, and between the flashes of lightning and the thunder, I remember the guy saying, "She was alive when the car landed. She tried to get out, but the current caught her, and she was just tumbled away into the dark. There's no. " She had laughed in a good natured way at my mistake. She sure had a young sounding voice. My mother was forty eight years old, and she sounded a lot different on the telephone than Audrey's mom did."Hi Barry, thank you for calling. You sure made my mom's day by thinking she was me." She really sounds young Audrey. Did she have you when she was twelve or something?" Close, she was sixteen. She says that she wanted to get all of her childbearing out of the way before she had any breasts that.