..returned - brought-back him...this guy.." I panted.she laughed and took the lead off me."see ya Gemma. If you...need...to borrow him again...well yo... can, ok?" yeh thanks" I gasped.and ran away....cum ran down my thighs as I made my escape."see ya Mr Waggy!".I was not cumming back though! I ran back to the fucking flat crying like a silly girl and let myself in.Well I was ok!I fixed my make-up and took a deep breath and told myself to stop being silly.I had to face Jake my boyfriend again!. I hated to admit it, but the truth was that ever since Donnie's motherhas stroked me there I had occasionally run my fingers over my slit andfelt the nice sensation caused by this contact.Mary Lou asked me if she could see my "pussy" as she called it, so Icooperated by pushing the shorts and panties I was wearing down over myknees. My cousin knelt in front of me and put her face between my legs,running her hands up between my thighs and eventually her fingers along thesoft, peach-like fuzz that. "This is called a `pinafore.' It will keep your dress clean while you eat. I used to wear them a lot when I was a little girl."Josh looked at the strange garment. "What a great idea." He thought. "Something to wear that is supposed to catch the little food splashes, instead of someone hollering at you about getting your shirt spattered." Peggy reminded everyone to be at the church by 1:30 on Saturday for the 2:00 ceremony. The reception would follow in the church social hall. Later, in. It was a heavy hand, with powerful fingers, attached to a strong, muscular arm."Wait," he said."What is it?" I asked."Can we talk a while?"I didn't want to talk. I wanted to put my clothes on, go home, soak in a hot bubble bath, and forget I'd ever met Manuel. "Talk? About what?" Us."My eyebrows rose. "Us?"He nodded, his face somber. His hand seemed heavier.I shrugged. "Okay." He removed his hand from my arm. "What do you want to know?"Now, he shrugged. "Where do you work?"I'm a very private.