”“You’d’ve broken free, Lena. If you wanted.”“I don’t know. I ... I do a self-assessment and I think I’m kind of passive.”“I don�...t see ‘passive’,” I returned. “I see careful, though. There’s a difference.”She gazed at me. “Until you came along, I didn’t have anybody to give me any options.”“You wanna know something, kiddo?”She looked at me. “It’s gotta be good if it’s preceded by ‘kiddo’, right?”“Add ‘smart-ass’ to your job skills. Seriously, I’m glad it’s me.”“You are, aren’t you?” she said. "Where did we live before we moved here?" In..." We'll talk about that another time, Debra," Katy said, interrupting Garth."I don't think so," I said."Huh?" she said."I think we'll talk about it now. I'm told I stopped talking about seven years ago. We moved here six years ago. Something happened that caused me to stop talking, probably something traumatic for a twelve-year-old girl, especially for a twelve-year-old girl with a six-year-old intellect. I don't know how, but when lightning came. My fingers found his hard length and began to stroke him through his jeans, making him moan. The entire time our lips never left the others; I took his bottom lip between my teeth and sucked it into my mouth, scraping it with my teeth. He moaned again and when I released him he told me that he thought it was sexy when I did that, which of course made me do it again. He sat back and asked me if I wanted to move to the passenger seat and when I said yes, we both got out of the car. I walked. He started to lick the fabric, and she squirmed. "Tastes good, too." Let's see what a super model's pussy looks like," I said. My buddy moved her panties to the side and exposed her tight pussy. He gently caressed it while she grimaced. "I can't wait to be fucking this," he said, licking his lips. She frowned. "Let's make sure she enjoys this," I said, handing my buddy a vibrator. He turned it on and placed it against her clit. She shuddered. He held it there as she continued to shake. She.