I almost hadn’t seen her. She cried into her hands, her shoulders shaking with every deep sob.“Oh honey, are you okay?”I hurried over and wrappe... my arms around her narrow shoulders. Her sobbing and crying intensified as she returned the embrace. She’d warmed my heart before, but now it all but melted in my chest. She clung to me, seemingly for dear life, and started wailing passionately and without holding back the despair.I let her vent for a while without asking questions or serving hollow. All of a sudden he was popular, well liked- the center of attention in any room. He had become a leader. People listened to him and took his advice. No one was entirely certain what he did for a living, but the money soon began rolling in. And the girls! I only knew Uncle Buster in his later years, but even then he always had one or two hot young girls hanging on his arms. Women were just drawn to him, and I always got the impression that it wasn't just about his money. For some reason, 18 and. So I spent most of my days watching TV. and playing video games. It wasn’t till I saw her by chance one day while I was taking out the trash that my summer changed completely. As I’m taking the trash to the bins a turn around and she the babe standing next to the gate of my neighbour’s house. She was wearing running pants that showed off her prefect ass and strong legs, and a tank top that lift her miraculous breasts into the air. I instantly felt something harden in my pants. She was talking. I reached the back door and pulled it open, my heart pounding. The sudden rush of cooler air made me realize I was nude under my flimsy nightdress, and Brian, now turning to face me, could see my naked form, as the flimsy material moulded my breasts, nipples and crotch.His cock was a rigid as a woman desires, 'Brian', I said, my eyes locked onto that hard fleshy pole my cunt ached for, 'what are you doing', I murmured thickly.I saw him look upwards and raise a hand, he had obviously caught.