After all, she had a husband, and I was even friends with her daughter, What would happen if I acted out of turn? Would she spurn my advances? Would I...be left with one empty kiss and a horrible badge of shame that my parents, and her daughter would flaunt about? I had no courage, and so I kept these feelings to myself.As time passed, I found myself moving to another city for university, and this woman was no longer a part of my daily life. I dated younger girls, and had a few relationships with. Then, all of a sudden, it shuffled its back feet around ever so slightly, raising its backside into the air a tiny bit. It was all Garad needed, though, to know that it was going to pounce in a few instants. Slowly, his arrow was fitted to his bow; as the big cat drew itself back to strike, he drew his arrow back to do the same. Then, with a roar, the panther leapt – And there was a scream. Garad was startled; his arrow went awry. It still struck the panther, but in its hind leg rather then its. After my failed attempt at college, my family relocated to a very small town in Northwest Pennsylvania. When I say small, I mean SMALL. Let me put it to you this way; there were five bars and five churches in town. In fact, calling it a town was being generous, as the population at the time was hovering at the 700 mark. Essentially, all there was to do in town was drink and fuck. I soon learned how to fit in. I met a boy my age, who paid me some attention, and lost my virginity to him. It was a. The only difficult part was seeing Julie lounging by the pool wearing a skimpy bikini. Julie was a perfect 14-year-old hottie. She was 52, probably weighed 100lbs and had smallish tits. She had curly jet-black hair. Her best feature was probably her ass. It looked so good when she wore tight designer jeans. At this moment she was wearing a tight blue bikini. I stopped trimming the bushes from the other side of the fence to study every inch of her body as she walked into the house to answer.