"I'm sorry," I said. One of her eyebrows rose just a fraction. "That I ... um ... looked at your pictures," I explained."My pictures," she murmured, l...oking away again. Then she looked at me. "They're not my pictures, Bobby. They might be of me, but they are nothing I'd want to claim."It was pretty obvious she was still down in the dumps. Of course that seemed perfectly normal. You didn't just get over something like she had been through like it was a broken fingernail. And I could imagine how. I took a deep breath and got out of the car and headed into the bushes.There were plenty of passages and assorted fuck areas, dens throughout the park and the floor s**ttered with used condoms. I didn't have to walk very far before a guy was following me into the woods. My heartbeat increased and I continued to go deeper into the bushes, knowing I was being stalked. Others wandered around looking aimlessly for some action, passing by and turning around. Our eyes met and the language of no words. Don't be a hypocrite. Remember also, there are nineteen years difference in your ages. Katie has a head on her shoulders and she is the one in control. She is sensible about this. She is playing to the fact that I'm committed to Jana and she, herself, is still too young to start a relationship." Where does Jana fit into this?" Jana is my wife and I'm committed to being her faithful husband as of now. Fate intervened for you and Pete. It will be four more years before anything is possible for. Id make a ridiculous playing card, though. My makeup and Mandy are smeared all over me. My hair is in tangles and I have red handprints all over my white ass from my boyfriends spankings. I lean my head back and look up at Mandy. Shes the one that looks like she belongs on a playing card, not me. She looks pretty and pristine and untouched as she kneels on the bed next to me. Shes busty and pretty and seems properly poised and balanced. I feel askew. My boyfriend is still inside me, between my.