To show Jeff how I felt about him, I decided to break with tradition. It would probably be more accurate to say I did not break with tradition, I smas...ed it to smithereens. As we paused at the door, my father had that big, happy smile Jeff had insisted upon. I saw Jeff waiting in the front of the room with a calm, serene smile. When the music started it changed to a huge, ebullient smile as he started swaying to the music. My father’s smile turned to a look of shock. He forgot to walk with me. He took more and more and it lasted about an hour. Then he was finished and told her to button up. “How was that?” he asked. “I thought you were spectacular.” “You really thought I was that good?” she came back. “Yes, yes I did,” Shelly. “You were more comfortable as time went on. You were fantastic. Gosh, you really do have a pretty body for a woman.” She smiled and blushed and thanked him, quietly, and put herself back together. She’d thought about it, as they remained in the woods, that she. ‘Of a certain, involving you!’ ‘When do we begin?’ She moved to him, cuddling her lush body against his lean strength. Her lips sought his and kissed him deeply. ‘Why not now?’ she asked, leading his hands to her breasts. Jean-Pierre returned her kiss with a passion that left Constance breathless. She could only murmur encouragement as he unlaced her frock, raining more kisses on the creamy slopes of her breasts. Lower and lower, he tugged the fabric, until the rosy buds of her nipples were. "Jamie just said those four words guys hate to hear." Really," she said, sitting up and ticking off points on her fingers. "Let's see, 'Fine' is one word. 'I'm pregnant' is two. 'Size doesn't matter' is three, so it has to be, 'We need to talk'. How did I do?" Sometimes you scare me," I said. Then I just asked, "What's up, Jamie?"She stood up out of me and started pacing. I could see there were tears in her eyes. Allison gave me a concerned look and stood up to intercept her."Hey! Whoa there,".