The only people who know the shitStephanie has done this week is you, Bobby Lewis, and Kris' dad."She gave me a sardonic grin. "All that time as a fem...le and you don'thave the slightest clue how vindictive we can be when we're angry andjealous." She pointed at my chest. "All of this is because you couldn'tsee that pissing off a woman isn't something to be taken lightly." So, Sarah trashes my reputation. Big deal. That's the bimbo's problem.Not mine." Except when she reacts to being kicked out. I yanked her by her hair up onto her knees. “Turn around, remain on your knees, and lay your shoulders and head back onto the mattress. Spread your knees wide; present your cunt to me. Place your hands behind your head and don’t you dare move a muscle. I’m going to abuse your tits for my pleasure. That thought alone makes my cock harder. Do you still love knowing that you make me hard, whore?” Amber turned around to face me and placed her hands behind her head, she leaned back till her. It hadn't changed much, although besides being painted in new colors, someone had upgraded the doors and windows. A flood of memories washed over him as he remembered growing up in that house. His father had been dead for three years, and the house rented by someone else, by the time Mark left Thunder Bay as a young man.One memory in particular came back to him. He was 13 years old, and his father had joined him in the living room a few months after the death of his mother. They were discussing. She gave a slight gasp and gave me a casual 2-second stare.I then started moving my hand slowly up pushing her skirt up. All this time, she was grabbing my hand and her lips were trembling. I was conversing with one of her friends and laughing which doing this. I slowly placed my finger on her pussy and started slowly making small circles with my finger over her panty. She then gave a small gasp…She then excused herself to the bathroom and sent me a text message on the phone asking me not to do.