"Not yet," she said, easing my hand away. "Wait until I show you my pussy up close."Sherry climbed onto the bed, laying on her back and spreading her ...egs. She put her hands on my face and kissed my lips quickly, slipping her tongue into my mouth gently. Then she guided my face down toward her pussy, so I could look at it closely. Of course, she had other things in mind, too."Mmmmm. Nice," I sighed. I swung my leg over her shoulders, spreading my thighs just wide enough to accommodate Sherry. She kissed his cheek and giggled. “I wasn’t sure I was going to until I turned on the parkway. Then I felt a little committed.” They released each other. She couldn’t help but look him up and down. “No, I’m not naked. I thought that might be too much of a shock.” His chuckle put her at ease, as much as it could.” He turned. “Want to go for a short walk to calm down?” It was an offer that was meant to make her more comfortable, but it also was intended to do the same for himself. “Sure!” She. I go there and hang out meeting the people from the neighborhood. It is a friendly place and everyone knows each other. One day I walked in and the normal older gentleman bartender is not there. I am startled by this young pretty girl serving beer. She knows her way around the bar so I assume she is the bartender’s daughter. Her name is Mia. She is 23 years old 5’3” tall. She has long dark brown hair and the most beautiful blue eyes I have ever seen. She has a gorgeous smile. It’s not busy and. ’ Susan wondered if that cliche’ went for telephones or even lives. Her house looked different, hell, it was different. Black cars were parked all around it and inside there was a murmur of activity, nothing like daily life, more like an undercurrent. Voices were muted, conversations stopped as she approached, smiles were suddenly hidden. The house smelled differently, no longer filled with the warm scents of ginger and baking bread, cookies in the oven, a pie cooling on the oven, perhaps.