The only real difference is that her family is uber rich and mine is lower middle class. I am a bit taller than Amy but have the same type body. I hav... long curly strawberry colored hair and blue eyes like my daddy. As far as sex is concerned we both love the idea of sex. But have yet to let a boy go all the way with us. Yet I have noticed as of late that Amy doesn't even like to hang with the boys like she used to. In fact she pretty much avoids them. So when I see her today I'll have to ask. It was cooler under the trees and a light breeze rustled the leaves over my head as I worked. I was about half finished when I needed the bathroom.I quietly opened the screen door and walked down the hall. Mandy's door was wide open to allow the afternoon breeze to cool the bedroom. I couldn't help seeing inside. She was lying on the bed and her dress had worked its way up around her waist. I had a glance at her with nothing on but panties from the waist down. I hurried into the bathroom and. “All right. You’re done here. Let’s go.”The same little red demons who’d surrounded Officer Andrews fluttered around Detective Jones, as they did a quarter of the officers Phil observed. He didn’t take it as a good sign, as most of those afflicted seemed short tempered and agitated.“You’re charging me? Shouldn’t I speak with my lawyer before I’m processed?”“No. No one was willing to press charges. You’re being released,” he said as he led him out into the squad room.“No one complained?” Phil. The cream gown had parted to reveal her firm thigh clad in a tan nylon stocking, the suspender strap disappearing under the silk. Pig reached across and pulled the gown aside unveiling more of her, the bare top of her thigh bisected by the strap the swell of her neatly trimmed mound beneath the sheer fabric.?Fuck me she’s soaking ?exclaimed Reagan seeing the thin dark damp line of moisture which defined the slit of Cindy’s pussy against the material.?That’s the drugs? laughed Bush ?She can’t.