What could possibly happen? This story is fictional and doesnt portray any realise people I own this story. Katie closed the door and walks into the...living room, letting her school bag fall to the floor. Im home? She walked over to the fridge and searched for a snack. Charlie walked in, tying her hair up. Oh, hey youre home Katie nodded as she stuffed a muffin into her mouth. Charlie watched her quietly. She couldnt stray her eyes from the sixteen year olds perky breasts. They may have been. " Surprised, worried, and a little annoyed, Randi watched him drive away. Then she shrugged and reminded herself that all guys were weird. Maybe married black ones were more so. The thought of how her mother would react if she ever learned her daughter was screwing a married guy, made Randi smile. Being the “other woman” made her feel so deliciously decadentTo her surprise, all the lights were on in her apartment. To her dismay, Mindy Davis was up and waiting for her. Short, dumpy and prone to. Bruce had never talked to the woman that the old man had indicated but he had heard someone call her Jennifer once so he figured that was her name. He had heard someone talking to her about one of the fashion houses so he thought that she might be in the fashion industry."Are you married?" the man asked.Bruce turned to look at the man, "Yes, two children."He hoped that the additional information about his two children would give the man all of the information that the man wanted to hear about. Katie was a never ending bundle of energy. Mom, Dad and Terry all got their turn at lap charges from the running and sometimes rather unsteady toddler. I was thrilled that they just openly accepted my choice of June and loved her daughter.Katie had a way of doing a lap squiggle as soon as she was up on someone's knees. She'd wiggle her butt, shift a little and then lean into the persons chest and sigh. The only thing the occupier could do was an involuntary hug. Of course after about a minute.