It was such a romantic sight. I teared up, picturing their wedding. Annie would be such a radiant bride, and my son would be such a handsome groom.I w...ped at my eyes, heading up the stairs. Ryan's door slammed shut. I smiled and walked into my room. I dressed simply, a loose sundress that I could take off in a hurry. I didn't bother with bra or panties beneath.Davie, despite having to pull on more clothing, was already dressed and waiting on me. He was excited. He loved Kimmie. “Eager to get. That's a rather forceful statement." I meant it that way. We're going to finish our coffee and stand up. Then I want you to kiss me until my toes curl again. Eventually, we'll unload your car. I would like to walk the grounds with you checking out each comfortable looking spot"She looked at me. "Al, I don't feel like I'm even fifteen much less twenty-five. I want to be close to you. Kissing you is the most exciting thing I've ever done. I want to do a lot of it. I want to be physically close to. I had to skip a beat because the house music was too fast and she implied she wanted it slow so I tried to comply. She slightly changed her tune to a happy:“Yeah-yeah-yeah… baby.. Baby???” she asked and when I looked at her perplexed she smiled, opened her eyes wide and laughed: “Fuck dance!” in a cheery voice.“Oooo-oooo-ooo…. A! oooo-ooo-ooo A!” I was lost and confused but deliriously happy. Only problem was that slowing down made it much harder for me to not blow my load. Somehow when I sped. What’s your name again?”She shot me an annoyed look and said, “Roxy, and don’t fuckin' forget again.”After that, we were inseparable. I learned how fucked up her relationship with her parents really was. Both she and her little sister Bailey were essentially left to raise themselves, so it’s a miracle Roxy was able to make it all the way to college. The only guiding light in her life was her grandparents who lived down in La Jolla, and she would go visit them on weekends and holidays. When.