Her head falls back, her passion-laden eyes staring up at my face. I lower my head to brush soft kisses over her lips. Her head follows mine when I pu...l away, trying to capture my lips. It’s all about the tease. The music changes, getting more aggressive. Our tempo picks up with the change in music. Our breath is coming faster, harsher. The music changes again, we’ve drifted towards the wall. I push her against it, covering her body with mine. My lips move over her neck, my teeth tug at her. One day as he called me over to the fence to chat I noticed that for the first time in many years I could see in his garden while standing against the fence, but unlikely he could see ours, the lovely Katrina in a sun lounger on their patio, her bikini top missing though she had her back to me. We,d a.ready had them over for barbecue parties and they returned the favour so we were fairly good friends plus he,d vouched for me and me him on job applications, etc. Secretly I lusted for Katrina as. My Mom decided to retire and homeschool me. Things went very well for a few years. I was less anxious and engulfed by my moms love.Soon after I turned 12, came another blow to my life. It was a sunny June morning. I awoke and headed into the kitchen for breakfast. Strangely, my mom was not sitting at the table sipping her cup of coffee. I called out, "Mommy?" A harsh silence filled the apartment. I went into my moms room. She was still sleeping. I put my hand on her shoulder and whispered,. And she could be that brazen, too. Sam lived on this floor, Ilse thought, so maybe he'd hear about the slut who got naked in the bathroom. Maybe he'd jerk off to the idea of that rumor. Maybe he'd find out it was her and come find her.Ilse walked down the hall toward the bathroom. The floor was laid out just like her own, so she knew exactly where she was headed and planned her path accordingly. The bathroom would have the same layout as that on the girls' floor. It was a big tiled room with a.