She smiled and purred.“I think I’d like to see that, Aída.”She poked me.“I’ll bet you would, Michael.”I kept up my mini-backrub until Ale...andra and her opponent came out on the court for the coin toss. Alejandra won and chose to serve.It was a three-hour slugfest. Alejandra finally won, 6-4, 4-6, 7-5, but she had to fight for every point because her opponent, a sixteen-year-old kid named Deborah from somewhere in the north, never gave up. When the two embraced at the end I saw Alejandra whisper. I was once again wondering if I hadbeen forgotten when she took off his t-shirt, revealing a trulyimpressive athletic body, adorned with two or three tattoos. He turnedonto his back, cradling her in his arms, and looked at me."Kneel down there," he ordered.I didn't move or speak, just looked at Annie. "Do it," she said, stillsmiling, gently, but undeniably firmly.I dropped to my knees as they resumed their makeout session. Then, aftera few more minutes, "Take your shirt off," came the. The challenge was by this age, he should have been with girlsenough to have gotten at least one out of their panties, and he had toproduce the evidence prior to his graduation from high school or foreverbe labeled a sissy. Of course the senior prom was close enough to theend of the school term that his buddies thought this should not be aproblem.Well for young Sam, it was to be the end of any possibility of respectfrom his peers if he didn't accomplish this, but he was so nervous aboutthis as. There’s something real odd about this theft. Like, whoever did it must have known Ginny before the accident.” “Don’t you worry about Ginny, Harry. I’ll keep my eyes on her day and night. I don’t want anything happening to this lovely girl.” “Ehm,” Ginny cleared her throat from behind them. “Here’s your coffee Harry.” Ginny passed Harry his cup, then watched as he juggled his notepad and pen. She took them from him, placed them on the table, then bade him to pull up a chair. “Have you had any.