"Sam looked at me in shock. "Jim, I was only trying to-" I said get the hell out of my apartment!"Sam flinched at my yelling and got away. She wasn'... a crier, but I was her cry that day. She walked towards my door but turned back and said, "I was just trying to have one our pretend arguments. And for the record, I didn't want sex from you; I wanted you to make love to me."My brain shut off completely. My jaw must have hit the floor. I had one thought in my head: 'She...she loves me?'I. " He didn't think anythingabout it at the time, but now his Mother and Auntie were using the samephrase. How did his Mother, Aunt and Grandmother all know about this'mister' business, he wondered?In the kitchen..."See, I told you so," Arlene commented."Told me what?" Madge asked."Wendell's a little more of a Wendy than a Wendell," Arlene answered."Nonsense. Just because he brushed and braided my hair? That'sridiculous," Madge defended."It's not just that. You couldn't see everything from where. "Oh my god, my voice sounds too high!" Looking down, Richard expected to see the large developedpectorals of the weight lifter he had chosen, instead he saw ripefirm breasts pushing out a cherry red cotton top and showing allot ofcleavage to boot. "No, no, this can't be! This is not what I agreed to." Richard stood up and immediately felt overwhelmed by thevariety of new signals this body was sending him. He couldn't tellwhether it was the pressure of the cotton top as it brushed againsthis. I did not think of her as my step daughter, I thought of her as a street junkie, and I was going to do whatever I wanted. Fuck her, fuck it.I pulled her panties off, over her boots and I put my face into her middle, sucking on her clit and shoving two fingers into her tight wet pussy.She tasted and smelled great, did not move and I knew she was mine. All night, she was mine. I lifted her blouse and played with her breasts, and I kissed her non responsive mouth. I got up, took my hard cock to.