”Mr. McKinley and his daughter, Erin shook hands with Mom and Dusty, then turned to me.“Rick Dalton, it is my pleasure to finally meet you. I’ve...read each and every story written about you this season. Erin suggested we do a feature story on you for our January, 2015 special edition. I hope you’ll agree to let us follow you around as you go about your normal daily routine at school,” he said as he continued to shake my hand while the cameras flashed in our faces from both sides.He turned to his. “Number Thirty-One Two Thirty Eight. What ever shall we do with you?” My stomach turns and panic flows through my veins as I realize she isn’t here to help. Her voice, deep, silky, and sultry – it’s like her words were wrapping around my skin as tight as the latex. The staccato footsteps again as she deliberately saunters to my right. I can see her. A brunet, stunning. My heart feels as if it skipped, unsure if it was from terror or from the sheer shock or sexual energy. Her eyes, striking. I. He had gotten his pipes cleaned and my conscience was clear.But I was still fucking horny!I slipped quietly into the house, hoping that my kid brother was already asleep, hoping that the little snot wouldn't start giving me a third degree over why I was home from the movies so early. Oh boy, was I in for a surprise.My druthers were to race upstairs, tear off my clothing and give my clit the workout of its life. However, not wanting to wake Tommy, I tiptoed. Halfway up, I saw the bathroom door. Once I opened the door a wall of steam hit me and clouded my view of my girl bent over looking in the mirror, luckily she didn’t move from her position and at the moment I felt a little twitch in my cock again. I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her stomach and at that moment my cock was at half staff and she stood up and laid her head on my shoulder and kissed me on the neck and said, “good morning sleepy head.” Once she did that I had a clear view looking into the mirror of.