She looked so innocent and confused. He could feel the blood pulsing through his groin. He never took his eyes off her. She was wonderful to look at a...d in his mind he was imagining her naked under him.She could not make herself look away from him. She could feel hot liquid beginning to drip slowly down the inside of her leg. She had never been this aroused before and had never felt anything close to this even during the most amazing sex she ever had. Which she had to admit, once she thought. "I smile, kiss her gently on the lips, "Thank you." I whisper and then go over to put the bucket next to the bed.Noticing the full length mirror, Charisse walks over."I need to get one of these." She says as I walk up behind her, pressing myself against her back.Watching our candle lit reflection, I reach under her arms and fondle her breasts. Charisse leans her head back as I lift her shirt above her breasts. My tongue traces along the curves of her ear as my fingers pinch her. Jake wasn’t home and she had no plans. “Another boring Saturday night at home…” she thought. Then looked at herself and thought “No…no more of that. I’m going to do something for me now, like I did with Jake” and she felt a wave of confidence and calmness. She got dressed and decided to go shopping. She had gotten dressed and she was in a pair of dress shorts and a polo and thought “No…that’s not the way to let men know…” she said and rummaged through her clothes until she found a pair of. Maybe ah’m only eighteen but ah know what love is, daddy.’ She pushed on the same tousle of hair she had curled behind her ear only a few moments earlier, out of habit. ‘But… you’re also right. If ah marry Dylan we’ll get lots of Montgomery money and m’ah children will get to grow up in a big mansion. The only thing is… Dylan ain’t simply young and dumb. He’s a mean, viscous scoundrel who’s had a silver spoon stuck up his rear side for so long he thinks the whole damned world should be kissin’.