. We are face to face.. I grab your hair and pull it backwards.. I dip my noes on your neckAmazing .. Your sweaty skin/ armpits mixed with your perfum... turns me into a raging b**st and you instantly feel it!Your salty skin shrinks' and all your bits harden. I have a steel grip of your hair, but I can feel how strong you are. My scent sends your blood boiling!I never let go of your hair.. Briefly I switch hands to allow you to take the shirt off. With the free hand I unbutton your pants and pull. " Would you like me to rub and massage them for you?" That would be marvellous - I'll just nip upstairs and take my stockings off and get the lotion. Don't go away!" She climbed off the sofa and headed up stairs.I looked down the length of the sofa at Dad and saw that he was on his 4th can of beer since he got home (and I don't know how many before he arrived) and was lying back in his recliner in a sleepy stupor. It wouldn't be too long before he dozed off. Mum arrived back, took her seat,. ‘Or, is she more like your size?’Rick wanted to die. She knew, he thought. His heart was pounding as hestood there, looking for the way out so he could bolt. The girl leanedinto him, touched his hand gently and whispered, ‘Don't worry, there’sno need to be embarrassed. I help a lot of young men buy lingerie fortheir...’ she paused for just a beat, ‘girlfriends.’Rick swallowed and squeaked, ‘Thanks.’‘Now, I guess she is your size, so that's a start. Now, do you want tobuy plain or. I was just thinking maybe if it isn’t serious between you and that woman, we could sort of hook up. I’d get half his money and…wait, where are you going?’ ‘Let yourself out, I’ve got things to do.’ ‘But what about us, what about what I was talking about?’ I stood under the shower and sighed relieved, as I heard my front door close. A few days later my daughter came round. ‘I thought she was leaving?’ ‘Michelle, she is leaving, soon.’ ‘Dad, you said those words two weeks ago.’ I watched.