I couldn't stand how hard I was getting. Like a slap on her ass I said, "Hey, Emma, you have a really cute butt, but maybe you don't mean to put it on...such display."Emma shrugged, keeping her gaze on the tube. "I don't care if you see my butt." After the tense pause, she did tug the shirt hem down, not that it made much difference. Except for the tone of her voice when she next spoke."If you want a closer look, guess you'll have to come down here."The words hung in the air as the van attacked. This was at a time of a lot of transition in my life. My mom was getting married for a second time to a man that hadn't lived with us until the past few months. His name is Brad and is Around 6 foot 2 and very fit with brown hair and a body that I thought would only be attractive on someone my age as he was 25 years older than me. I am only 5 foot 5 myself in great shape gifted with great features at my age. My school took volleyball very serious as it had won multiple state championships. For what it’s worth, I would like to”, answered Wendy.Sheila got the car started again. “Yeah”, she said. “Damn right I want to”. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Sheila owned the gardening store and she worked there only when she felt like it. Her husband had started it and she took over when he left. Since he never came back, he had sent Sheila a legal paper which gave her full ownership of the house and business.. She accepted and they also saw each otherregularly. Mike was tall and handsome, a real catch and he did exciteBrenda whenever they were alone.There were a couple of guys she worked with that she had fantasizedabout too but she also believed in the old saying about not dipping yourpen in company ink so those guys were out. The last was a man she met at Starbucks who was an investment bankerthat was a stone fox and she wanted him to bed her in the worse way.Who to choose?Having made her decision.