Whether consciously or instinctively, whenever my hand was near her groin Donna would twist her hips to point them toward my hand, then thrust forward...trying to make contact. I had a lot of fun letting her almost succeed, but moving my hand away at the last moment. It was sweet torture: "sweet" for me, "torture" for her. A couple of times she tried to move one of her hands - which should have been behind her neck - down toward her shorts. I immediately grabbed it and pushed it back to her head,. ” She said, walking passed me with a wink. Seems like Aubrey told her about me.“It’s not like that, I was actually just going to ask her to go for a walk,” I said.“Suuure Geoff,” she said, holding back a smirk as she walked away.I felt self-conscious, but there was nothing I could do. I just hoped I wasn’t coming across like Ashton. With the door wide open, I poked my head in and saw Aubrey laying belly down on her bed and facing away from me, talking on her phone. I awkwardly stepped into the. I hope that he likes my tight pink shorts and blue blouse. I painted my fingernails and toenails red just for him.I purred when he wrapped his arms around me."I won't let her come back here." Timmy said in an almost saddened state. I felt a sharp pain in my heart."It's okay, big brother, you'll find someone else." It hurt to say that. I didn't want to say it. I don't want him to find someone else."No, I'm done with marriages, Beth. I don't need her... At least I've got you."My heart skipped a. I love reading Novels. Sometimes, I come out for a fresh air and also check out the girls of our locality. There are many beautiful girls and ladies who live in our apartments. I don’t know any of them as none of their rooms are on my floor. There are a few aunties in our floor but they aren’t hot to check out.One evening, I returned from office and met a little girl walking into the opposite room of mine. The girl might be around 4-5 years old. I guessed that a family has moved into that room..