“So, what now, Miss?” Candy asked. Gracie was caught by surprise. “What did you say, baby?” "I said, what do we do now, Miss? I told you, I am...yours. How do we do this?” Gracie sighed lovingly as she caressed Candy’s hair. “I don’t know, but I like you being mine.”*****Daddy drove into the driveway next to Gracie’s car. It was just past 8:00. He had stopped to get dinner so Gracie and her friend could have time alone together. He was quite surprised at how far Gracie had taken his instruction.. “She would have avoided permanent scars. When you are as attractive as I am, you worry about things like that,” Sean answered. He took a moment to run his fingers through his hair.Pip said, “The tortures she described were diabolical.”“She was going to make you to go to an ACME seminar on door to door sales techniques!” Clea said horrified by the idea. Even Genghis Khan had never come up with a torture that nasty.Chom shivered and said, “That’s a fate worse than death.”Looking proud, Sean. .I asked her many times and on repetitively asking from me she suddenly uttered,”tumhe to khyal hain nhe ki koi tumhare intezar me schhol ata hai aur tum bina bataye school ki chutti mar lete ho”..I surprisingly looked at her and she then realising what she uttered ran away in shy..I was on heaven again..It was my time now..I went to her and said,”hey princess”..She looked at me and smiled,”am i look like a princess”…I said,”you cant even imagine what you are to me..I want your number”..Then. " I practically ripped my tank top and bra off over my head. My perky b-cup size breasts fell perfectly. He cupped them and brushed his thumbs over the nipples, which hardedned instantly. He squeezed each breast gently and moved them around. He then moved his thumb and forefinger to the nipples and pulled, making me moan more. He smile and pulled back. He unzipped his sweatshirt, revealing, not only no other shirt, but the sculpted abs underneath. They were perfectly chiseled. He undid his.