He shook his head, taking just a moment to catch his breath. "N-No...ma'am." She did not change her mind about Annie, I hope." It hurt to ask, butit..._was_ a possibility."On, no, this has nothing to do with Saturday, except..." He stopped notsure how to ask what he wanted to ask her."What is it then?" Can..." He swallowed hard. "Can I talk to her? Is it all right - Imean, now that my mother and Clara are willing to talk to her?"Teresa tried very hard not to smile. It was sweet, in a way,. I had not been introduced to Chris as yet, but Tom said he would take care of that after we cleaned up and put things away. tom and I finished cleaning the house inside and had prepared the 3 rooms and the family room for some late night guests. We went out to the pool and caught the tail end of Peggy being fucked by one of the 3 high school grads as 2 of the others held her legs and head up. I guess she had been fucked by the other 2 already and my appearance was screwing things up. I tried to. “That’s it Ms. Sonnie….just like that. Come on…..you know you want it.” She hung her head down and pushed back against him. As much as she wanted to deny it…he was right. She DID want it, and that was the conflict raging inside her. She knew it was wrong, that she belonged to someone else, but all she wanted was this…..him. She wanted him to take her….claim her….possess her. She knew that if he came inside her, that he would own her….body and soul, and what scared her even more. Hustler’s, Playboy’s, more Penthouses, and Young Vixens, a magazine he hadn’t seen before. He sat flabbergasted at the site of this, and grabbed the Young Vixens magazine, flipping through it. He half expected to see young looking eighteen year olds, but he hadn’t seen any notice on the front usually saying that “all models are eighteen years of age when photographed.” He couldn’t believe the material in it. Girls who looked his age, younger ones who looked thirteen to fifteen, even younger.