My heart was full of joy and excitement and my hands were shaking. I sat down behind the piano and started to play the prettiest song I have ever play...d; I felt all the emotions welling up inside me from the days events. I played hard. I played gently; it was like an intimate moment as the piano sang my song. As I was playing it felt as if someone other then I was in the band room that day. Then two very slender arms reached over my shoulders and rested around my neck in a very delicate. Looking at the screen, he recognized his stepmother's number."Hey," Jeffery answered."Hey yourself. How are you?" Janice asked."Good. Just contemplating which chores to get started on. So how are you? The islands must be awesome."Jeffery could almost hear Janice smiling as she replied, "It is just so much more wonderful than I thought it would be. Your dad is out on the beach watching all those bikini-clad girls flaunt their stuff. He is pretending to read, but I can see his eyes behind those. As I was going through the book, he suddenly came from my back and placed his hands on both of my shoulders. I suddenly turned and asked whispering, “What are you doing?”. He apologized and started to say about his feelings about me. Actually, I had the same feeling about him. I turned and continued to read the book.He again placed his both hands on my shoulders and came closer to me. I was wearing a red saree. He moved my hair to the right shoulder and slowly kissed my neck. I whispered. They looked fatter and begged to be sucked on. Clint seized one, tweaking it and making her shudder.Her fingers hooked her panties’ waistband. She shoved them off her hips and down her legs, her black bush adorning her pale-olive flesh. She whimpered as he kept fingering her nipple, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger as she stepped out of her panties, her toned thighs flexing. She kept on her white heels, her black hair sweeping about her naked shoulders.“Lovely,” Clint groaned. “It is.