Mom had me shower and dressed in shorts and top, this time she let me go outside to play.I was minding my own business in the stairs when two girls ca...e to see me, " Hi, I'm Jessica, and she's Jennifer, who are you?", "I'm Andrea" I said and we became friends, they were concerned what a girl the same age as them was doing with a doll, but I told them that I liked to hold her."A boy in our school like to hold his blanket, he's kind of weird but a nice boy after all", "I'm not like him" I. ”“Yes, sir. I’ll go warn the barber!”I laughed loudly at that. Human hair grows about half an inch a month, or so I had been told once. Back when I was a civilian, I used to get a haircut whenever it got a bit too long, maybe every six weeks or so, unless I got caught up in something and forgot. Once I got into politics it became a scheduled event every two weeks! If my hair grew one-quarter inch, it was time for a precision styling. Your hair and appearance can’t change one iota compared to. " Mimi says that last sentence a little too loud and all the guys around us turn and stare at her hands still cupping my breasts. "Mimi, stop it. The dogs have kids that are hardening at that thought," I tell her and remove her hands from my B-cup boobs. She sighs and moves back to her seat, waving the guys to look away. I watch Damon as he makes our drinks. His black hair catching the light and turning blue in some areas; those dark eyes taking peeks at me every few seconds; his broad. Aggressively, wantonly. He got the message. Clearly!His body responded firmly and as I had hoped. He pressed tightly against me, rubbing and pumping against my white panties as my legs now found their way around him again, and pulled him tightly to me, lifting my hips to press harder, if that were possible.As we pressed and rubbed, I managed to push his underwear down and off his body, leaving him totally naked. My right hand snaked between our bodies, I started to rub his manhood. It felt so.