We paused in front of the door, the fresh chill of the night air stirring around us. Cindy’s arms reached around my neck as she stood on tiptoe to k...ss me, smiling and trying not to giggle. My arms encircled her waist and pulled her strongly into my body.‘Ah... ‘ Her giggles dissolved into a soft moan against my mouth as my tongue pushed past her lips and she felt me begin to harden against her stomach. ‘Mm.’ She responded with a dizzying amount of passion that left my head spinning, but we. “I’ve seen people do a lot worse, Krissy. It doesn’t change how I think of you.”She tried to give him a smile.“And how do you think of me?” she asked him.Sam actually blushed a little.“Well, I guess I can only say that one of my favorite days was the day you turned eighteen.”It actually made Krissy laugh. She smiled at Sam.“Well, I…if that means what I think it means, then I guess I can confess I’ve long had a bit of a crush on you, myself.”Sam smiled and surreptitiously looked up and down. It twitches and pulses inside and forces itself upwards pressing a second smaller bulge under her stomach. Her body is dripping with fluid uncontrollably no matter what I do to her. Or even absent what I do to her, whatever.I grab one of her tits again and just mashed and rolled the fun-flesh in my hands. Well what now? I wonder.... What else can I do to amuse myself? ... Ah, I know.I walk over to a wall and push the wall-panel open to either side reveling a shallow cold-box and pull out a. Can you do that?"Her eyes were so cool, so gray as she studied me."It was my mom's idea," I admitted, looking down.Her lips quirked up in a little smile. "She's a wise woman." Yes'm," I agreed. "Can you do it?"She had that secret little smile going again. "Something can be done," she answered, turning to her bookshelf and taking something down. "I think you could use this." She handed me a real thick paperback book with a gold cover."Robert's Rules of Order, Newly Revised," I read off the.