I took the tumbler back, and held it to her lips, she sipped, I put the tumbler down, took a sip of my own wine.I sat next to her, held her hand, hugg...d her to me. She had stopped shaking. After a while she was starting to initiate movement, and contact with me. We kissed, it was a comedic moment, while we tried to arrange our faces to fit each other. We laughed. I turned my face slightly, and gently pressed my lips to hers. As she lost her nervousness, gained trust, she opened her lips to my. I said well show me and she quickly lifted her shirt and flashed those pretty 36C's with their erect nipples. Both guys jaws dropped and I saw the cook in the kitchen staring out at her from the window in the kitchen. I aske the guys what they thought and both said they looked great and would love to see them again. with no warning to Sheree I stood up and took her had and announced "Come home with us and take a better look at them!" Sheree blinked in surprise and then smiled and I told them to. Does that make him an irresponsible parent? Not really.Sometimes whenever I miss my bus, he will get off work and come take me to school or come take me home from school. When I was sick, he will come get me from school and take care of me. When I was scared, he would comfort me. He's there when I need him.On my fift33nth birthday, he bought me a very nice camera with lenses and stuff. This made me go out more often and takes a lot of pictures. I took my classmates pictures, my friends, the. I realized that this was the first time I had seen Wanda outside her car and I liked what I saw. Wanda was about thirty years old, 5' 8" with short fading bottle blond hair.She wasn't skinny or fat, but a little on the plump side. It looked good on her though and she filled out her shorts and T-shirt nicely. She wasn't beautiful, like a showgirl, but pretty in a girl-next-door kind of way. Wanda wasn't wearing a bra but I could tell her breast were nice from the way her T-shirt lifted in.