Oh, please god, no, not now, not right here in the kitchen, I think. Anywhere but here. Closing my eyes and reopening them a couple seconds later, I f...nd Penelope standing inches away from me. "No running this time." She devilishly grins. I really can't take it anymore. Lunging for her hips, I pull her closer to me until I can feel her perky breasts pressed against mine. Grazing her hips with my hands, I comfortably begin raising her shirt whilst she undoes my jeans. Feeling my jeans fall. The people took her away and labeled her a problematic child. She had hated them for taking her jailors’ word over hers and refused to speak with them. She then found herself in a fundamentalist home, where she had to pray day in and day out to keep the devil at bay. She stayed with them until she started to grow boobies and the father began to look at her strangely. She ran away and found herself placed in a series of homes where children were only kept for the monthly paycheck. All the foster. That evening the kids went up to bed about eleven. The adults could see no reason to maintain a distance for appearances sake and they sat close to each other. Alice whispered to John that they should check and if the kids were asleep he should sneak into her bedroom. They giggled like the sub teenagers they were attempting to hide what they were doing from. Both of them liked the idea. They thought that it was long overdue.Alice checked on Sally and John checked on David. Both kids were sound. “We’re already fucking.” She began moving her hips. “You see?”“It does feel wonderful,” he admitted. “I hope this is what they wanted.”“Of course it is,” she whispered unevenly. “Why else would they challenge us to go into the bedroom naked for ten minutes? They’re probably doing the same thing downstairs.”“Do you think?” He felt her hot embrace throb on him.“I think they’ve been fucking for a while and used this silly game to get us together, too.”“Are you mad about that?”“No,” she gasped,.