Lisa talked about life in Kentucky where she was born. She sounded like Loretta Lynn and she too was a coal miner’s daughter. Her father killed in a...coal mine, her mother had remarried. Lisa, her younger sister Kathleen, a brother named Kevin, her step dad, a pharmacist, a nice man and Lisa’s mother moved to Indianapolis when she was ten. The moment she said ten, I kissed Lisa. My arms wrapped around her, she wrapped around me, kissed me. My mouth dry as a desert sink, my chest fluttered full. Renee, Leans forward, using one hand to stabilize herself and another to grip my cock to guide it into her await pit of fiery passion. She leans back slowly as my cock begins to penetrate her, Renee's eyes slowly closing as she pushes herself deeper and deeper into me. She lifts up...and slowly slides back down. She starts to ride my cock faster, pumping my cock into her like she never had a real man before."Oh my god...I...can't believe I waited this long for this..." Her breathing becomes. Butterflies erupted in his belly, and he suddenly felt incredibly stupid. What was he going to say? Going to do? He hadn’t prepared anything, he just knew what he wanted them to do. One kiss. That’s all he wanted. One kiss to be absolutely sure. Because the kiss with Abigail had felt like nothing, like lips pressing against each other. And maybe because it had been his first kiss, maybe there wasn’t emotion behind kisses, he didn’t know. He had no idea. So that’s why he was here, waiting for. “I don’t see her leaving us anytime soon.”“You also didn’t see her deciding to stay for the summer, stay long-term, become our nanny, or ditching the goth persona.”“True,” I agreed. “But I don’t think she’s nearly as impetuous as she was when she came here eighteen months ago. Then she was changing her mind almost constantly. She had total freedom and had to learn for herself how to handle it. Now, she’s more thoughtful and considered in her decisions.”“But what if she leaves?”“Then we wish her.