...” Those silver eyes swelled with the remnants of trickling tears.“ I....i couldn't make you cum”This had clearly caught Monica of guard as sh... jolted back “That's what you're disappointed about, seriously?' Ruby gestured frantically to signify her agreement. Sighing with vexation Monica placed her hand finely under her disheartened dearests chin.“Ruby...I want you to look at me”She decreed shifting her voice to one of the more domineering variety. Ruby failed to listen far to absorbed with. She kept giggling and laughing with him in broken English. She was clearly hitting on him and he was completely oblivious to me, so I took my top off and went swimming. He couldn't say anything after that.". She smiled slightly and opened her eyes, searching for mine. I smiled back, acknowledging the minor victory she won over Mark. "I got a great tan that vacation," she added, as if it was the spoils she was after."I bet you were pretty popular, too," I said trying to extend the conversation.. I haven't seen you in quite some time. You've blossomed into...uh...quite the woman." I notice a deep flush in his face and I regret if I'm making him uncomfortable. The thing is, Mr. Grant is hot and I want to make a good impression. He's in his late 40's and has a thick head of dark hair that is starting to silver on the sides. His face is masculine and rugged. His entire presence reeks of power. It's a turn on. It's a shame that I was too young to appreciate this man when I went to school. “Okay, sounds good, Davey. Love ya. I’ll come n’ see ya later,” she responded after kissing me back. She was absorbed watching the Simpsons reruns.I was about three-quarters of the way through my standard twenty-five laps when a shrieking and jubilant sister of mine came racing from the backdoor of the house to dive into our pool wearing just her tiny black bikini. I figured correctly that she had found her rose and card.“Davey! I love you and number ten! Number ten is the sweetest reason,.