“She’ll be pissed off,” she answered. “She might throw us out, but I don’t think so. She’ll probably lecture me. She won’t invite us b...ck. But she won’t tell my mom. It’s not her style. Plus, she’d have to tell her she kept up meeting her a secret in the first place.”I got in bed next to her. My cock was aching. I was already breathing heavily.“So you’re OK risking that,” I said.“It kind of makes it sexier, doesn’t it?” she asked. “Trying to be quiet. Knowing she could walk out at any. Remember I wasonly about four at that time but the two of us didn't know there were anyreal differences between us. As for me, I felt like a girl and neverthought there was anything bad about sleeping with Amy like that.I do remember one time when Amy and I were getting ready for bed. Mrs.Jones had agreed to take care of me while Momma and Daddy went out oftown on a trip. I had just spent the day at her house, playing with dollsand pretending to put on makeup. She had just gotten a pretend. Whenever she thought of him, her body would tingle all over. Her nipples would get hard, and her pussy would start to get wet. She thought about the last time they were together. He had made her cum several times using just his tongue on her sensitive clit.As she thought about his tongue on her, her eyes were closed. She did not realize her neighbor was watching her through the window. The window was very close to her bed, so he had a good view of what she was doing. As you can imagine, he. And for Lisa. I STILL wanted to put a touchdown on that particular scoreboard.Lisa just breezed past the office and out to her car. "Hi Ryan. Where's your keeper?" She smiled at me. "Bye Ryan."Before I could even get two words out, she was out the door.Becky came around the corner just as Lisa was going out the door. She was talking to that Coral girl who had been part of the remote control face fuck. "Ok. Talk at ya later, Cor." Then she radiated that smile in my direction. "Hi there. It's my.