” I thought to myself and decided to just leave it at that. I doubt that Steven would say anything and of course, I would just denie it if he did. L...ter that day, my son asked it Steven could spend the night again, my eyes widened. I should have just said no.That night, I layed in bed, unable to sleep and struggled with my thoughts. “What if he came back in?” “What if I wanted him to?” I didn’t want to admit to myself that the fact that I was laying there completely nude probably meant I was. She has a nice ass but she is top heavy. Wendy could actually be the better looking of the two except there is a certain slutty, bimbo-barbie dirty feel about her. I'm sure she has a good future in the adult entertainment field. Shannon however has a pure clean wholesome look.((( not story related, Side note here, a lot of writers I've noticed commonly believe that in bra sizes the number indicates how big breasts are but it isn't. The bigger the number the larger around her torso/chest is. A. She wondered whether, if she adopted the right tone, part-nostalgic, part-confessional, part-gentle-chastising, she could mention her lust for her friends without losing their respect or affection.Maybe it was best not to go there, she told herself. Those thoughts and feelings were of the past. There was no need to dredge them up and lay them out, naked and writhing, before friends who'd probably never shared similar ideas or emotions, who'd never wanted to kiss and caress her, to explore her. He grabbed her ankles and pulled her back to hm, telling her how he was going to fuck her nice and slow--the first time.Scared to death she didn't know wether to fight him or to just let him do what he came to do and hope he left without harming. She begged him to just not kill her, that's all she asked. She could only think of her kids, she had forgotten that the sitter was picking them up today after school--today was wednesday after all. Noone would be home for a long time, a very long.