“She has school today, but she’ll be in this evening.”“How’s she feeling? She alright now? No scarring?”“No, she’s fine. A little scar... but it is fading away. I tell her tonight you asked,” he replied.I smiled. “You do that, but more important, you tell her to make sure she votes for me. I need all the help I can get!”“I do that, too! I tell everyone, ‘Vote for Buckman!’ I tell all my family, too! I a Democrat, but I tell them to vote for you.”I laughed at that. “If I can get your entire family. I gave up my advance and planted my hands next to hers, our bodies touching as by own body created a bridge over her. My tenderness was back and I started planting small soft kisses along her spine causing small, almost invisible hairs to stand erect all over her back. Having kissed my way down to the juncture between her buttocks I sat back on my heels and pulled her body up against mine, seating her on my knees. Her head tilted back and she turned her face toward mine, cupping my cheek with. I will do anything!" Carrie pleaded.Sal let his arm casually rub against her size C's which he thought was incredible for a 15 year old. 15! Oh God what am I doing! I'm teaching this little bitch a lesson that's what!She looked up at him with huge, blue, pleading eyes and those lips! She's really going to melt some hearts he thought. Sal took a step and the back of her thighs were against the bed causing her to sit on it. "Anything, huh?"..."yes" was all she could whisper.Sal reached for his. Sure enough there was the Indigo Bunting and the photograph opposite was a Mountain Bluebird. They looked virtually identical. ‘The funny thing is,’ she continued, ‘that the Indigo Bunting is a fairly common bird. I’ve just never seen one.’ I sat up straight, took a deep breath and asked her, ‘Perhaps you would like to accompany me and Lovie next time we go for a walk?’ I smiled. She paused then smiled sweetly, ‘Is Lovie your wife?’ The question startled me, ‘Kind of I suppose, she’s the only.