“You can stop looking at her ass, Michael,” Princess said.“Sorry, she doesn’t look old enough to have a daughter that could work in the restau...ant business.”“That ... and you like to look at butts,” Jennie said.“Guilty as charged,” I said handing out the menus to everyone.“Will you look at all of the choices they have?” Stuart said going through it.“Hello, my name is Tina, my mother Heather tells me you are all new to Culvers. How can I help you?”I took too long of a look at her, getting a. “when my brains good and numb, I won’t feel the pain when the bullet tears through it.”I think of Andria, the whisky won’t wash away memories of how good it felt to make love to her one more time. Dammit I’m still in love with the woman, now she hates my guts. And she has every right in the world to hate me. I fucked her daughter for Christ-sakes. And if she only knew the details of the things I did with Marley Patterson. All I can say in my defense is, I’m addicted to sex. But as a teacher, I. The red straps peeking out hinted at the lace bra she wore under it. I was looking at her ass, wondering what kind of underwear she had on, when someone shoved their way into the train at the last second. That caused a ripple effect in the crowd that ended with her being jostled back, and falling onto my lap. Before she could stand up, the crowd filled the space she had been standing in, and the train started moving. She looked at me and shrugged, and I shrugged back, trying to act casual. She. Mandy turned her head and saw her uncle behind her. She realized where her uncle's hands were about the same time she felt the front of the shirt begin to slip down her arms.She crossed both arms over her chest and squealed, "UNCLE BOB!"Bob, who could not believe where his hands actually were, had the conflicting feelings of profound enjoyment at the feel of her firm teen butt in his hands, and embarrassment that she knew where those hands were."Um ... sorry, Pumpkin," he said, trying to pull.