When the door is answered by a sexy, older version of Casey, she isn’t too surprised.“You must be Emma,” the woman says. “I have heard so much...about you over the past year.” The woman smiles at Emma. “It is finally good to meet you.”“The past year?”“Casey is just crazy about you,” the woman answers. “I’m Juniper, Casey’s mom if you hadn’t guessed already. Please, won’t you come in?”“So where is Casey,” Emma asks as she steps into the house.“She is upstairs, still getting ready.”“So, is there a. . Bird Watching ... specifically ... Sea Gulls.She was a moderately pretty girl ... not tall ... not short ... she had regular features and flyaway curly red hair that surrounded her head like a foamy halo and deep sea green eyes. When in the captivity of her mother or father but less so accompanied by her brother, she displayed the pleasing manners and gentle bearing of a upper middle class upbringing.Today, however, she was cleverly disguised as a hoyden disguised as a post ... a post with. I told him about Julie and he laughed and said, “Pussy! By the end of the week you guys are going to be best friends!”I jabbed him in the side and asked him what he would have done.“I’m not sure. The whole idea was to humiliate her and take her down a few dozen pegs. If I saw her the way you said, on the verge of tears and looking like a lost puppy, I probably couldn’t have taken it either. Besides, I guess there is no reason why you have to let everyone torment her if just a little torment. Each brought a different skill and it was just by chance that the met. Their first eye contact locked and lasted many more minutes than their actual time together. They were both hooked instantly, locked into some kind of cosmic gravitational pull that both experienced and neither tried to deny. They indeed loved each other, but they were driven more by lust than any anything. He wondered if she still felt it. He did every time she crossed his mind. He often used thoughts of her to cure a.