I look at him with more interest as I get closer, and see that he has a strong jaw, and through his shirt I can see his big biceps. My feminine urges ...ake over, despite my inner objections.I arrive at his bench and sit down. I pull my skirt up slightly when I sit so that it's just my bare bubble butt contacting the bench. The sun has been heating the wood, and the warmth feels amazing on my skin. I can see the guy peek up from his book when I sit next to him, and I can see his eyes wander down.. She collapsed in front of the grave and began to weep. She was crying harder than she had ever cried before, the man that she had fallen in love with wasn’t even close to the man that she had thought that he was. Finally, she stopped crying and just stared at the marker that Luke had made for her father. Luke had taken her father’s sword and broke it in half. He then carved Charles’s name on it and had written something else. Then he drove the handle part into the soil at her father’s head. . He slowly moves lower across her body leaving small kisses in his wake. He unbuttons her pants and slides them off slowly leaving her black thong intact. He picks up one of her feet and starts to suck on the toes. He starts with the big toe and sucks and licks each one separately tasting them as each one was a different flavor. She sighs and relaxes. Once he finishes on her foot he runs his tongue along her arch and down her leg ever so slowly. His tongue runs across her thong but keeps going. I think this is the longest conversation we've ever had. But yeah, I like you. Why would you ask that?" I finally said."No. I mean, do you like me. As in like me," Ally said.I had no idea what the fuck to say. Society doesn't accept or look at guys my age in a good way flirting with or hitting on girls her age. Even if it was a mutual thing. I'd come across as a creep, a fucking nasty gross old man, a pedophile or something twisted and warped.Ally finally looked at me, her face beet red, and.