Liz is a dainty four foot eight, and hates if anyone ever mentions it. Last week she threw a fit when I called her short tempered. I wasn't even think...ng of it that way, but she proved my point by shouting at me for ten minutes.Liz looks a lot like mom. She's slender and tiny, with the cutest little teacup size titties. Liz openly envies my oversize jugs. She would hate me for life if she ever found out that I hope and pray hers don't get any bigger! Her hair is just as shiny and dark as moms,. Ford, the Ford family! Wow! She really was going to make my life better. Right from the start.'Oh no!' went though my mind next.The thought hit me that I would never be able to own any car other than a Ford! Well, at least I liked the Mustang."Now I may have neglected to tell you a few minor points. One point is that this is 1955, and the other is that you will be three days older than Annette, this time. Now just relax and remember not to talk until you're at least six months old," Woe said,. He looked fully at Myron, and nodded in his direction, Myron returned the nod. As the boy went to put on his jock strap and shorts Myron saw him adjust himself then reach behind himself and ran his hand down his ass inside his shorts. As Myron stepped out of his pants he watched the boy bend over and tie his shoes without bending. There was no overt reason, but Myron felt an almost sexual reaction to the boys ass being almost available? For some reason he smiled and dropped his underwear and. What the fuck kind of bullshit is—?"He's laughing."What the fuck?" I repeat angrily.He tries to stop but can't completely douse his grin. "I'm sorry," he says, but his amused expression doesn't sell it.I scramble away from him and get to my feet, pulling my pants up and pointing an accusing finger at him. "Fuck your sorry!" I snap."Frankie," he says gently, standing again. "Come on." No!" I shout, taking another step back and shaking a fist at him. "Just get out, Gerard. If you're gonna go,.