I wanted to fuck her so much, but I knew it most likely was never gonna happen. I’m short, 5’7, and I’m 19. I weigh in at 150 lbs. Nothing speci...l. Except, I’m starting quarterback for the undefeated Georgia Bulldogs. Most girls would fuck me just because of that, but not Michelle. Ever since we were kids, she’s played hard to get. Well, not this time.On Sunday, Michelle and I went to Regal. I bought her tickets and snacks and everything. I knew I wasn’t going to get any action today, but why. Why, what has she got to do with anything?" Just bear with me Kenneth. Now I believe you have young man working in your firm by the name of Victor Houseman, am I right?" Yes we do. But that doesn't exactly explain anything." Oh I think it might if I told you that Maggie had a red haired daughter who she named Patricia and who is known as Patsy and that she has big tits."Kenneth smiled to himself as he moved his hand from Paula's tits down to her pussy.Finally he said, as he slipped a couple of. "I... uh... I was... oh my..."Beth's heart seemed to make its way up into her throat and began to pound furiously."I took off early today... Beth..."Bob's eyes roved over Beth's body and then zeroed in on one single spot. A tender pink nipple with a bright red tip protruded from around the soft fabric edge of the gown that Beth desperately clutched to her chest. Beth followed his eyes, glanced down, gasped, and then frenetically sought to adjust the filmy cloth as best she could without moving. "Really, my precious one, it really, really doesn't. And all that tripe about your poor daughters. They couldn't be more thrilled for you. It just shows that whoever wrote that letter knows nothing of you at all." You're not just saying that?" No, I'm not. I'm dead serious and bloody angry if you want to know."Emma managed the glimmer of a smile."That's my girl." He kissed the tip of her nose. "Now, go and wash your face and I'll have a nice reviving glass of gin for you." Can I have a proper.