The court says so and I have the papers to prove it."She stared at me waiting for me to say something. That's when I noticed her eyes. Deepest green w...th gold flecks. I was in the presence of an angel.When I didn't say anything, she turned to her luggage and set one bag on the bed. She opened it and took out a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. Then, as if I wasn't even there, dropped the towel to get dressed.Without thinking I stared at her. She was lovely. Her breasts were perfect B-cups with hard. ’ ‘What is that?’ ‘No peeking at my SMS or MMS messages, okay?’ ‘As if I’d be interested in what you or your friends had to say to each other.’ What was I doing? This is the recurring question that I have yet to find an answer to. Here I was, sitting down in a cafe, having told the hovering waitress that I was waiting for someone, I had his phone on the table where I could see it, but why? Why didn’t I just hand him his phone back and leave him to whatever it was that he was doing? My only. It all has to do with how the brain develops in a growing young person. At the age of puberty, the brain is still a long way from being fully developed, even though those youthful bodies can, and often do, seem pretty far advance in growing adult characteristics: i.e., boobs, pubic hair, penises that ejaculate, etc., etc., etc.The connection in the brain that runs from the area that comes up with an idea, and the area of the brain that mulls it over and considers the consequences of that idea,. I had taken her home front door key out of her jeans pocket when shehad been upstairs getting ready at my house earlier and stashed it inthe glove compartment in my car. So I drove directly to her house andparked outside."Good night sweetheart," I said as I kissed her and groped her crotch."Time to call it a night, see you soon" I added as I handed her thekey, lent over and opened the passenger door for her. Her house was in darkness as she tottered up the path in her heels. Ifshe was quick she.