"Well, aren't we Mommy'slittle helper?! Are you ready to open your presents now?" Oh yes, Mommy! I can hardly wait!" I exclaimed. I was happy to beMom...y's little girl instead of the maid.We went out to the tree and I passed Mommy some of her presents and she passed me some of mine. I won't go into much detail on these, but I didget a bunch of toys and dolls and quite a large collection of prettyparty dresses and other little girl clothes. None of my presents werefor an adult, albeit the maid or. The money for the delivery was left just inside the door and the young female baker would bound up the front steps, open the screen door and leave a loaf of bread. He knew the routine and that the baker would be arriving soon and so at first he would strip down to his shirt and underpants and lay on the sofa waiting. When she arrived he would feign sleep and wait for her to leave the bread, hoping that she would see him in his semi naked state. After she had moved on to the next house he. I admire her beautiful body, the soft curves of her hips, the way her mound rolls softly to her abdomen, then the slow trail up to her breasts with the most perfect nipples at the top. Then up to her supple neck, her moist lips, past her cute nose to her beautiful eyes giving me that come-to-me look that I can’t resist. I lean down to kiss her, her lips parting, our tongues intertwining, getting lost in each other’s taste and touch. My hands slowly start down to her breasts, caressing them,. He looks tight. His first time?” He brought a little table over to where I was kneeling and set a glass on it. He kept smiling at me, “To fun”, and lifted his glass.She lifted her glass, “To fun”, now you Honey. The glass weighed a ton but I got it up. “Come on Honey, do the toast”.“To fun”, stumbled out of my mouth and I took a sip.“Let’s take our time and finish our champagne, Carl,” she said. “Come over here,” and she positioned Carl directly in front of me, his feet spread just.