“Hey Larry come over here; I want to talk to you,” she yelled and I could see she was standing with three other girls, none of them Patty. I curse... myself for my stupidity in coming to the park and slowly walked over to her and her friends.“Did you get my shoes all polished for church?” she asked with that same sneering smile.I answered, “yes I did Janice.” The other girls were now snickering. I knew one of them. It was Roberta Smith who was in my class at school. Janice introduced me to the. “I’m kinda involved with someone and I don’t know if kissing is okay. Or any of this for that matter. We haven’t defined the relationship.” I confess.“Oh... well we don’t have to do anything if you want to discuss it with him first.” He says as he pulls away.“No.” I say abruptly and pull him back to me. “I want to do this. I need to do this. I haven’t been satisfied all morning. Four hours of my pussy throbbing. It’s frustrating.”“Four hours?” He asks shocked. “And you’ll only let me touch you. This won't take long. Think I'll let the horny jock in on the idea I've been brewing - and fast. My tush jiggles against the bristled sinew of his abs, seating him even deeper."Ever been with two girls at once?" He huffs a hopeful, "Nope." Huh. Not even the Jones twins? Erin bragged she went commando in the bleachers during your last practice and made sure you and Jimmy G. got a peek." Instant thickening below. Bullseye. "Come on, you can tell me." I reach down to coax some compliance with a. What if someone recognizes her? Of course I will exclude her face, but her clothes, the background? Argghhh the dilemma of choice.) The first few months went by smoothly. She was great with the k**s, very hard-working, very meticulous and never raised her voice or asked questions. We in return treated her very well, bought her stuff, a hand phone (Cheap one initially), let her go out on weekends (Which she very seldom did) and pretty much treated her like one of the family. For my part, I.