In similar fashion we could see that there was a silk handkerchief of some sort that appeared to be clinging to her left breast.The breasts were full ...nd firm and about C-cup size I should think. The skin of the breasts was much whiter than other skin — suggesting she seldom made a practice of exposing the breasts when tanning at a public beach or swimming pool. My eyes naturally traveled down to her mons where I saw a very thick mass of curly red pubic hair that she had neatly trimmed into a. I want it to always be you, and just you. But, and this is the kicker, I want it to be different, to be more.” “Like how, exactly?” “Have you ever noticed that all we ever do is bend over something, you spank us, you fuck us, and then we go our separate ways? That there is really no reason any more for you to be spanking us? That we never really touch each other, kiss each other, hug each other? I’ll be the first to admit that just the spanking and the sex was enough at first. But then I. His wife worked as a secretary in a lawyer’s office. That left their only daughter Samantha home alone quite a bit of the time. Sam, as I called her was a tomboy. She was my age, which at the time was eleven, and my best friend. Since we all went to private school and got off the same bus, Sam would come stay at our house till one of her parents arrived home. We’d do our homework together and play catch or something. We would even wrestle, she sure was strong for a girl. At eleven she was. But for some reason I didn't do it, I couldn't bring myself to mess up the cloth that had been so close to the lips that I'd just kissed. I put the napkin away in my Shelby "keepsake" box, and I added to the box extensively over the next few months.After dating Shelby for several months I felt confident enough to bring up the subject of sex. I'd dated enough to have some experience with women, not that I was an expert, but I'd had intercourse with 6 women before Shelby, one of which I'd dated.