Their heartless banter, this time, gave birth to something special. I looked into Stevie’s eyes, then, and I could see his heart, and mine, in that ...aze. I knew, in that moment, that this would be one of our last moments together. He lived 8 hours away from me, and he was not returning to camp the following year. The bullies had gotten to be too much for him. I had decided to tough it out, and return for another summer. Not knowing what to say, I put into the words the only thing I could at the. She still wanted to deny it. "No, no, no! I don't want to do that," she said to herself over and over for half the afternoon. But as she tried to close the zipper on the first pair of jeans, they were just simply too tight, and the knuckle of her thumb rubbed right across her clit as she pulled the zipper up. It was exactly the wrong thing to have happen at that moment. All of the stresses as well as the memories of him and everything about him converged in her groin. Her legs clamped together,. Alice did a belly flop on it and Sue landed right on top of her. For a few moments they wrestled like they used to when they were younger, tossing and tumbling and roughhousing.The eroticism of these two lovely, lithe girls, au natural, would have been clear to any lucky viewer, but it wasn't to Sue and Alice. They were joyously reliving earlier, carefree days. The tinkling of their childish laughter echoed through the empty house. The soft moan of the great bed was more in relief than pain.. Mom had ran off with another man when I was 13. She was quite a whore herself. She left all her clothes, so Dad would have me dress up for him. I love it. I was around 20, my Dad was playing poker with his friends, when he would drink is when we had the wildest sex. So I was getting all dolled up for him after his friends left, garterbelt, fishnets, tight mini dress, heels, the works. Well this night Dad was pretty drunk and came into my room and carried me to the family room. All the guys.