She pulled back and looked at mequizzically."It was ... hard ... was it?" I asked with a smirk, emphasizing theword 'hard'. She looked so cute with h...r brows furrowed: a slut tryingto think past the lust fogging her brain. Suddenly her eyes got wideand round and her beautiful face broke into a huge smile. I started tolaugh and she joined me. I started to tickle her around her waist, andshe got to me by tickling me under my arms, and we kept at it, laughingand giggling, rolling all over the. Amaka slipped on a diaphanous blue brassiere and a pair of navy thong panties and began to dress. Carefully she wound the Ukmoh around her shapely hips and drew the top in the same fabric over her breasts and shoulders. It took several adjustments to get the scalloped hem even with her ankle bones as Mamma had taught her. Mamma helped coil the matching Ubaletu around her shining black plaits and fluffed it until it added four or five inches to her height. When she finished, Amaka examined. Tomorrow he would be surprised, she thought.Dinner was as lovely as any she could have imagined for a prom or any other fancy date. The service was impeccable, and she felt so grown up, dressed to the nines wearing one of her new outfits, Max doting on her like a queen. It was all so heady. As they took the long drive home, she was so comfortable, so happy, she leaned against him, almost nodding off, happier than she remembered being in a while. It had been a day of firsts, to be sure, but also. I want to make this right between us again. I'm so sorry I said what I did and I need to know everything is going to be okay between us."She looked so pleadingly at him that he couldn't stay mad at her. After he had come in the house, he had thought about it and figured out that it was just her fear that caused her to react the way she did. He reached down and pulled her up into his lap and rocked her gently as he would a small child who was upset. As he stroked her hair, he whispered to her,.