She looked at me, and without saying a word she reached for my crotch. She smiled "Oh, so you are hard? Maybe this does excite you." Words were caught...in my throat, and I couldn't react. She continued to rub my throbbing erection as she looked at the image on the phone screen. "My god he really is huge. I've never seen a black dick before, they aren't all that big - right?" she began unbuckling my slacks with her free hand. I stuttered a reply "N-No... No way. Fred's one of the lucky ones." She. At last she stops, seemingly surrounded by the lake entire, the moonlight bouncing off the surface and setting the pale of her skin aglow. She clads herself with the lake itself, blue and silver at once swallowing her and empowering her with an elemental sort of grace. With, of course, buoyancy endowing her with gifts unheard of in our natural gravity well. ‘Come to shore,’ I ask. And she nods. I lay next to her on the stone by the side of the shore, whose remaining summer’s day warmth and. You're thinking that's crude and a bad idea, right? But with the posse it was all for one and one for all, like the musketeers, and it didn't make Claire jealous at all. She did ask why, though."I know my nickname for her hurts her feelings," I answered. "Loosey Suzy" was a reference to the shirts she wore, but "Loose" in that day and age had another context that women didn't appreciate being applied to them. And even though I didn't mean it that way, other people hearing me call her that. "You little tramp," he said. "You took my son away. You're nothing but a whore." "But I haven't," Susan protested."You did, and I'm going to teach you a lesson." He started toward them and Jeff caught him by the back of the neck. Jeff shook him like he'd shake a dog. His father's eyes glazed over and he made soft gurgling sounds."Okay," Jeff said. "That does it. I'm leaving. Today. As soon as I get my bags packed. And they're going with me." His father had nothing else to say. He walked off.