In the few months I had been there, I had blossomed as my body developed, my breasts, though small, were of sufficient shape and desirably, twin peaks...adorned with cup-caked areola, typical for girls my age, hence my reluctance to wear a brassiere, especially in the house, I let them sway in a fluid motion, enticing men to reach for them and tease the nipples to harden, daddy had noted this and remarked as to their teasing, I responded brazenly one morning by removing my shirt, I breakfasted. ’ On their sides, Tiffany on her left, Bob on his right, they wiggled a few inches apart. I was surprised to see that Bob’s cock was rock hard. ‘Make him come,’ Brad said. ‘Who, me?’ ‘Who else?’ ‘How?’ ‘However you want, but I can’t see any way other than with your hand.’ They tired to help by pulling their legs back as I knelt between them and circled Bob with my hand, squeezing the shaft just below the ring, which felt strange as I bumped it with each stroke. As did the flesh of his hairless. We kissed one more time and I felt emboldened to come out with those fateful words.“I love you,” I said, with my right hand massaging her breast.She pulled me to her and kissed me hard, but I don’t think either of us knew the relevance of what I had said.Those words didn’t change our relationship one iota. We just carried on as normal, but I said them more and more when the time felt right. She also used them once or twice, but not as often as I did. But then, I suppose I was besotted with. Prep himto go. Call the hospital." The EMTs did their work, and minutes laterthe reverend was on a gurney, with one of the technicians wheeling himout to the ambulance. The other waited a second, packing up. "Are youokay sweetheart," he said to Rachael. "Do we need to take you in too?" No, I'm fine," Rachael said weakly, with arms burning in pain from theCPR. "Just tired. Oh so very tired." Okay love," the man said. "You may have saved a man's life today. Heisn't in the clear yet, but you have.