" Ohno, not Chris Thorne, why did I have to run into him tonight? Again andagain Chris kicked Andrew in the stomach and then he hauled him to hisfeet...."Unless you want me to break all your ribs, you'll come with meright now." Chris, why? What have I done to you?" Shut up." Chris yanked Andrew to his feet and dragged him along by thewrist into the poorer, more dangerous part of town where the police onlycame in large numbers if at all. He gave two loud taps and a quiet one onone of the doors and. Her mother was Connie, my old English teacher. She was also a knockout, at least back in high school she had been. I guess she was still in her thirties then, with a slim athletic body, tight ass, firm titties and a beautiful smile. Most of the boys in school thought she was hot, and they all fantasized about her, and that helped make Helen seem hands-off to many of them.“How’s Mrs. Connie doing?” I asked.“Okay, I guess. But it’s Miss Connie now. She and my father split up a couple years ago,. Show me around, Toro."So he showed me around. Pretty much a standard two-bedroom place. They had plenty of boxes around still packed from moving, but I spotted a couple of possible shirts in his closet.I ordered him, "Off with the shirt!"He quirked an eyebrow but started unbuttoning his (since I now saw it) awful plaid shirt. I took the opportunity to bounce my butt on the bed a little. It was just perfect.I leaned back on my arms, swished my legs, leered at him and waved my ittie-bitties with. "A little of both, babe." I'd really like to get you in a big pool. Babe, just to see you go, and for me to embarrass myself." We could go to the Y," she said. "Might have to do that anyway if you want to keep swimming. This one's gonna close soon for the winter." Yeah. In December we can get a family membership."She smiled. "I like hearing you say that, babe," she said. "You keep telling me my dreams are possible." As long as it's your dream, sweetie. You're certainly mine. Let's go.