Dragging her chain behind she came to us and knelt at my feet. She kept her head bowed and her hands clasped. If Jennifer exhibited this type of behav...or I knew it was probably verging on facetious but with Brittany, her submission always was very sweet and sincere."I am so worried about Kimberly," she said as looked at my feet.I had expected this confrontation for the past week. I knew there was an undercurrent of feminine communication among the three outside of my sphere of awareness. I sat. She started hitting me and I set her on the ground and slung the rifle over my shoulder."LET ME GO YOU SON OF A BITCH!" she screamed as I pushed her towards the girls."Fine, I just don't want to be shot," I said as I turned back to the plane. I had noticed she was a redhead, had freckles on her face, and was around thirteen years of age. She also had small perky breasts inside the T-shirt she was wearing that just screamed suck me. I turned to climb into the plane when she started up again."You. We enter the lift in the lobby, I take this opportunity to get closer. As the doors slide closed I lean in and kiss her cheek, instantly I feel her fingers on my neck and her head turns. Our lips find each other’s, that same taste returns as our mouths open and tongues embrace. Swirling together gently as my hand explores her body. The bell dings quicker than I was expecting as the lift reaches Level 5, the doors slide open as we giggle and walk hand in hand down the corridor. Checking the. " Don't," Trish said running her hand through her hair," it can't be that long ago surely?" Got to be," I said, "El here is what?" Fifteen soon," El piped up."God, where do the years go," Trish said sitting down on the sofa. "Is El alright there?" Sure she's as light as a feather," I said moving my hand up her smooth thigh naked under her short skirt."Yeah she hardly eats anything," observed Trish, "but that's the fashion these days, to be scrawny." Mum," protested El, "I'm not scrawny am I.