I try to think of his brain as erectile tissue, it gets hard when it gets excited. For most of you girls, that's not much of a jump in imagination, is...it?Now that you see how I have set things up, let me also tell you that each time is a bit different. First of all, nobody's perfect. The perfect handjob is still waiting to be done. But every girl, every woman, if she loves her guy, wants the one she's about to give to be that perfect one. But, I have learned a bit more from each one. So, yes,. You know I'm working on my tan. It would be cool to get a good tan all over. We have the privacy fence, so is there a problem with me taking off my top while I tan? There's just you and me here, and no one would know." She approached and set the books down on my desk. Then she placed her delicate hand on my arm. This was my chance to be a good stepfather. My chance to set up some boundaries for our relationship. It was the time for me to be the better man and ignore my urges. I should tell her. Unlike John, Woody was a decent guy, and he wasdefinitely every bit as much an alpha male as John was. In fact, as theteam's second-string quarterback, Woody was John's only seriouscontender, on or off the field.I was wearing my cheerleader's outfit, and John was eyeing my breaststhrough the tight fabric of the halter top. He also ogled my legs, whichwere bare from the very tops of my thighs all the way down to the bobbysocks I wore with my tennis shows. I sidled up to him as he sat on thebench. They're acting like my sitting in his lap was the most natural thing in the world. Tearing her eyes away from Jeff, she stared at a laughing Joyce as she bantered with Jennie. She's accepting this, but I still love Ben. I just can't be untrue to him. I can feel Jeff's love, or I think I can. Oh, I'm all mixed up... Arlene suddenly hugged her. "It will be okay. We know that you miss your dad — that you love him. That's fine. It's the way it should be," she said, seeming much older than her.