What're you havin'? Coffee?" Nah, gimme the fuckin' good stuff," she muttered, then erupted in a fit of giggles. For the first time in my recollection... I felt sorry for Holly Grandal.The next time the waitress stopped by, I ordered us each a stiff drink. In a way, I was miffed that my drunken colleague was keeping me away from the ball game. But as the evening wore on, and I watched her across the table, I found myself getting hornier and hornier for my childhood flame, despite her liquefied. The kind most women would love to own. They were small but nicely shaped and firm and tipped with rose-colored nipples. The thought of Curtis’s thumbs rubbing over my nipples caused goose bumps to rise on the skin of my breasts and my nipples tighten even more. Then I reached down and hooked my thumbs in the waistband of my panties. A second or two later I was slowly rolled the tiny lacy garment off my hips, down my thighs and then my ankles. Once the bit of lace fell to the floor I stepped out. When we finally arrived to a place where we were quite sure nobody will see us (it was a patch of a forest very close to a ridge where people rarely go) we started kissing. It took only moments for me to lose my hoodie. I wore no bra that day and his hands were all over my top. I couldn't wait anymore when he slid his hand under and squeezed my nipple between his fingers so I pushed him back in the car seat and unzipped his pants.I lowered them a bit together with his boxers and his huge erect. The girl was undoubtedly dead, dried blood in her nose and on the thighs. "We'd best bury her," I said."You left us," Nelly said, "and you wasn't but out of sight 'fore the first one, that officer you talked to, grabbed me and hauled me to his tent. I heard the girls screaming most of the night. Now Merry won't say nothing, just sits there."I felt the fifteen-year-old's forehead and brushed her fine hair from her face. "She'll be all right," I assured her sister not at all sure myself. I found.