His broad shoulders, thin waist, and tight butt reminded her of feelings that she hadn't dared to think of in a long time. As the cowboy walked past, ...he smell of his Stetson lingered and remained in the air.Again her mind began to wander, but this time it wasn't about things past. Rather, things that she would like to do in the future, the very NEAR future. Maybe even with the tall handsome stranger who had now crossed her path. Nothing seemed beyond her reach at this point in her life.As the. Tight fitting panties, that do more for your ego than comfort, are the jewels of a girl's panty drawer, believe me I have a selection that can make both sets of lips drool, and poor daddy has seen them all.I am learning and like a most normal girls, even though we wont admit it, we show the man of our lives, and test his reactions as to what is hot, and what is just downright indecent.This, what some would call, a strange relationship, has many levels, based on closeness, love, and intimacy,. ?I didn’t even look up, I couldn’t take my eyes away from her feet. They were dancing, I swear, and the questions just kept coming, and I couldn’t even understand what she was saying.The doors behind me opened and the gorgeous modelceptionist walked in wheeling what looked like a wheelchair on steroids. She brought it over next to me and the doctor stood up on one side of me with the French devil on the other. ?One, two THREE? and they lifted me off of the couch I was in, and settled me down. Her glossy lips were pink and wet, and every so often she would lick or suck at her popsicle, until it was gone.Anna sat upon a tall stool in her navy blue skirt and white button up shirt. She had little white socks on and glossy black shoes on her small feet. Her hair was in a tight shiny French braid with little sparkly barrettes on the sides. Her feet where propped up on the bar underneath so that her knees where almost hip high. Matthew watched her spin the chair once and face him. He.