?Two hands pressed down on her hips, trying to hold them still, and Jacqueline instinctively obeyed the unspoken command.A few heartbeats or an eterni...y later the tall sculptor found herself in the rather rare situation of wanting to beg.?Mine – so – beau – ti –ful – so wet – so ready – mine.?The steady rhythm continued and through squinted eyes she saw Victoria’s hips undulating in counterpoint. Her legs were pressed together and she seemed as close to the edge as her tall victim. Before the. ‘You’ve done an awful lot of sneaking around trying to get this set up. I’m not sure I should trust you.’ ‘What’s not to trust? I’m as innocent as a newborn la—’ ‘Oh bullshit! And stop smiling at me like that! I can here you doing it, even over the phone.’ This time I actually did burst out laughing. It was a nice deep, fully bodied laugh that came from one of the good places deep within my soul. The sort of laugh that you share with close friends over an inside joke, or over something. .. Sweet sixteen: and, although he'd been kissed before, it had never felt quite like this.The moment had begun less than a minute, or perhaps an hour ago, maybe the day before yesterday, for all he recalled. Time had ceased to hold any relevance in the intimate world he shared with the girl of his dreams: He seemed to hear her name whispered amidst the surrounding trees, blown together in the late autumn breeze and tossed upon a random chance on the sea of fate which had brought them together. Shawon had moved over to the chair where the baby sitter Marcie was sitting. He sat on the arm of the chair and said "How old are you bitch. You're pretty". She was terrified as he pulled on the ribbon holding her hair in a ponytail, but softly answered 18. Her hair came free and he ran his fingers thru it all. "Now that looks better." "Marcus, why don't you stay here and T you go look for anything good and me and little missy here are going upstairs to try out Barb's bed". "Oh God no! Please.