"And it was all my idea, too. If I'd worked any harder at seducing you it would have been rape." She flashed a quick grin."Nah," I said. "I wanted you... I wanted you so bad... I mean, you are so fucking sexy... Anyway, it's not like I can palm off the blame onto you."Kimberly lay back, hooking one arm behind her head for a pillow. "Well, I had a secret weapon, didn't I? She put her free hand under a tit, lifting it. "I mean the tittie-milk thing was what hooked you, wasn't it?" Well, I guess so,. She said that a cute leotard makes a girl feel like a ballerina and thatI'd feel like I was walking on clouds. I wasn't going to argue with her.Mother had heard somehow that Michelle would be back at her home thisweek and I might want to keep my eyes open to see I might see her throughmy bedroom window. Michelle's parents kept her room ready for her, thoughI hadn't seen her in over a year. After Mother had decorated my room abit, I think I'd be a little embarrassed if Michelle saw me looking. ’ He seemed to accept that and waited until she came back, lost in his own world. She helped him into bed, covered him up and slid in, resting his head on her chest and ran her fingers through his hair until he fell into a twitching sleep. Only then did she let herself shed tears for her friend. Mark ended up staying with the Swanson’s for the better part of his ninth grade year and the largest part of that connected at the hip with Amy. He had spent every night for the first four months in her. Since she was still groggy, she thought it might be the dogs chasing one of their toys across the floor. Then she froze, because they were in the kennel and their toys were in another room. She wanted to wake up her husband and make him go check things out but knew the only thing that could do that was a lightning strike.She bit her lip, cursed under her breath, slithered out of bed, and put on her robe. She decided not to turn the bedside light on; because she was shaking so much with fear she.