Does it hurt a lot?"Alex looked down at the boy and saw the tears in his eyes as he spoke. She was taken aback by his sincerity for her and her injury... She also noticed where his wandering eyes were focusing. She smiled at the teenagers' obvious naiveté. "No honey it doesn't hurt all that much. Tell me something Billy, do you have a girlfriend?" Me? Oh no, none of the girls in school seem interested in someone like me." Why is that Billy? I mean you're a nice looking young man." Well I'm kind. I eventalked to one of Cosette's hirelings, a Neapolitan called Julio Santini,about getting out but a storm blew up off the coast and affectedshipping so I was stuck. There was no way I could run away.I talked it over with Baglietto." It doesn't look as if we can get away,but I've been thinking we could just go through our usual procedures,but not use the book. If the miracles do not happen, then so be it.Perhaps we could blame it on the test. After all, faith should not betested like that.. Jennifer seemed a bit materialistic. Sheliked the things that a 30 year old date could buy, but when I calledher for dates she always seemed aloof. She always had excuses not to goout with me, especially on weekends. When we talked, she could be socold, matter of fact and unemotional that I thought I'd never get toreally know her. But then there was the sex.I'm not some Casanova. I've slept with my share of women, but, I don'tknow, I'm not so good at being aggressive about trying new. So that I can see my aunt’s ass. Her booty was waving left and right in rhythm when she was walking.I gathered the courage and felt like I should feel that ass once. I walked past over my aunt and brushed my palm on her ass and crossed her. I walked forward and looked back at my aunt. She was smiling naughtily with her eyes widened with surprise.I smiled back, all these things happened in the span of 10 seconds. And there were no people to see us like that. When we reached our cars, my aunt.