I can tell you like the taste of shit James." Kiss my ass ......kiss it all over!" Atta boy.....kissie kissie."I moved all around her well formed butt...cheeks and she wiggled her behind in pleasure as I smooched her nice rear."It's a little different than fantasy ain't it Jim......a lot more intense, and a whole lot nastier and satisfying."The two other women were laughing by now, and I was nearly faint from the pungent and erotic smell.Finally she got up and put her panties back on and sat. " She shook her head tiredly, then looked up from her console. "You're right, of course. That's an important point to consider. I thought you were asleep." I was, almost. I was also studying Skryben's memories, what there are of them. She has a complete file of images relating to her childhood. Snapshots, you might call them. They show just how she grew. I wonder..." He fell silent, his eyes focused somewhere beyond her."What do you wonder?" She regarded him fondly, as though he was a pupil who. There was no desire to go to Pine Ridge, so we were home kicking back. Bradley Conner came up to the house about six and asked if he could take Summer to the theater in town. He apologized for the last minute plan, but said he didn't know what his dad might have had for him do.It didn't take Summer but five minutes to get ready, then the two were driving down the lane. Mildred told me, "My little girl is growing up. The way those two look at each other, I'll bet they get together permanently. How could she be thinking such things anyway? He’d had the audacity to kiss her in front of her mother yesterday and she didn’t even know his name. No way was she going to dinner tonight. Yet she wondered what he would think of each piece as she chose them. Her imagination saw his green eyes darken when he discovered the lacy panties under her jeans. Would his hands shake trying to unhook the tiny clasp on the scrap of material holding up her lush breasts? Paige was in such a state of arousal.