It was lovely; soft and pliable, her nipples taut. And as I took her nipple between my fingers, she gasped and then sighed deep, tightening her hold o... me. I clasped her, and started kissing her, now deep into her mouth. And she reacted by sucking on my tongue, leaving a lovely fragrance within. I was in sheer bliss. “Chira! My lovely Chira! How sweet is your mouth.” I managed to say, and this time I took over, sucking hers and her saliva. Her hold on me was getting tighter. We eventually freed. Lewis saw the more my imagination went into overdrive. I imagined everything from cancer to some other horrible disease. My parents tried to calm me down, but nothing seemed to work except my daily runs. Thankfully school was out for the summer and the only people I saw from school were my long time friend, Jake Clark, my sister Teresa (we call her Terri), and her boyfriend Will Stuart. Jake did more to keep me grounded than anyone else I knew and he was one of the few who didn't grind on. అమ్మ కొత్తల్లో కొంచెం సిగ్గు పడింది కానీ నేనూ బరితెగించి దెంగించుకోవడం చూసేక రిలాక్స్ అయ్యింది.ఒకసారి నాన్న ఏదో మర్చిపోయి వెనక్కి వచ్చేరు. ఆయన కీ తో తలుపు తెరిచి లోపలికి వచ్చేసరికి, డైనింగ్ చైర్ మీద వరుణ్ ని కూర్చోబెట్టి అమ్మ వాడి మొడ్డని రైడ్ చేస్తోంది. డైనింగ్ టేబుల్ మీద ఒంగో బెట్టి నా గుద్ద దెంగుతున్నాడు విజయ్.నాన్న స్థాణువైపోయారు. మేం కూడా షాక్ తో కార్ హెడ్ లైట్ వెలుగులో చిక్కుకున్న జంతువుల్లా శిలలైపోయాం. కొన్ని సెకెన్ల తరవాత నాన్న వెళ్ళిపోయారు లాక్ చేసుకుని.ఆ తరవాత నాన్నని చాలా రోజులు. Hex eased his grip on the .45 not wanting to tense up and spoil his shot if compelled to make one. He only had one to make before all the passengers knew something was amiss. Von Schitt’s voice: ‘Damn it, Trommler, this is a forest trail not a fucking race track, we’re not going to a fire, for God’s sake.’ The driver Trommler said something indistinct. Hex glanced at all four tires, none of them flat, no feet appeared yet. He strained his ears to hear. On his left hand side a pair of jackboots.