" I sing out and throw my arms open and start to fall backward. She huffs as she runs the few steps, but she makes the catch. My butt never hits the g...ound."Like that," I look at my charges. "You now have to trust that your partner will catch you. And you have to trust that your partner who is falling is not going to do something stupid." It looks easy," Nev says, wondering what the trick of the game is. "Too easy." It is, and it is not. I will leave it up to you to figure out what the trick. On my hands and knees, panting, cheeks puffy and on the verge of tears I knew this was my chance. Digging my heels in I had made it passed you to the door. Panicked noises were escaping me as I fumbled with the deadlock. There was the tease of a click just as a fistful of my hair was taken and my forehead was slammed into the door.I would have collapsed then if I wasn't being held up by your body against mine and the vice grip on my hair. My head was reeling and I could feel the warmth of blood. But her skin’s a nice kind of ivory, her black hair’s healthy and well-trimmed and she carries herself remarkably gracefully for such a large girl.” “Pah!” snorted Keith. “I just don’t see how gross and grace can possibly come together. It’s like an antonym, isn’t it? Gross and grace. Fat and fit. Hefty and healthy.” Karen laughed. “I guess you’re right. But you don’t need to worry about her. I don’t think she’s very likely to do sports as an option.” As Keith jumped onto his bike to climb. I must have blushed because she then told me to let her know when I was done with our yard. She then gave me a hug before walking away that left me feeling good and determined to do more for her. When I was finished she had a soft drink and some homemade cookies waiting . We had a nice talk on her front porch and I was able to get a closer look at her body. I don’t know if it was intentional but her blouse gave me a good look at her cleavage. At 42 Sharon didn’t show her age,a thin small.