When those did appear it was too late for him to argue against them. He found no reasons, after a time, to argue against any of it, and cuddled her pi...k plush bear as if he'd owned if for all of his life.He liked the pudding, hated the carrots, and tolerated the rice and beef. He was also torn between the bottle after or her breast. She shared time between both finding that the bottle was more convenient after they made love, and the breast best working up to it.By the time Roger reached home. "I'm Luke." He introduced himself."Samantha," I said, extending my hand."Nice to meet you," Luke said with more confidence."You too," I answered back."Do you want to go someplace quieter to talk? Luke asked."Sure," I said, as we left with our drinks.We went to his room upstairs, which was small but mostly clean, and sat on his bed.Luke was a lineman on the football team. He was six-foot-five inches and over two-hundred pounds of muscle. Luke had beautiful, smooth black-brown skin and dreamy. My tank top was pink and fringed with black lace on the top and my panties were pink, purple and black zebra print, trimmed with lace on the top and centered with a bow. I concentrated my hands on my panties and I could feel my freshly shaved slit already oozed through silky material, probably from all my steamy dreams. I slowly moved my hand down the outside of my clothes and made my way to the spot. I started to massage my mound through my panties and I let out a slight moan and then entered. "I was astonished, until you told me what I was to expect the following day, Hormones. Fucking Hormones. So you were serious. I could tell. And I was learning that well I was getting deeper and deeper into this that if I didn't stop it soon there would be no turning back. I thanked you for your attention and promised I would send you something small in return soon. At which point I wrapped up a pair of my thongs and dropped them in the mail. The next day, true to your word, Hormones and lots.