” I chuckled at Courtney’s introduction. Joy was also amused and replied, “Hello, Gil.” “Pleasure, Joy,” I smiled. There was something...in the way she was looking at me that made my cock stir. I was certain she was a bottom, no matter what her preference in kink was. But, at the same time, if a Top couldn’t control her, she’d eat him alive. Courtney placed three shot glasses on the bar and rubbed her hands together. “I made these last night. Blueberry Martini Jell-O shots. They are. She wears nightie at home.She used to talk to neighbors (mostly female )but she will laugh without a reason while talking to men. The nearby uncle would stare at her boobs and ass which would dance when she walks. She has a slutty dress sense. And before leaving the house she would check whether all her bulges are visible.My dad too allowed her to wear a dress like that. Eventually, two uncles tried to seduce her but she ignored it. “I won’t like to fuck those bastards,Still” she said as I. “I guess.”Wondering if he could get the man to reply with more than two words, Dexter asked, “Did you ever have any unusual passengers?”“No.”Dexter asked, “What’s it like being a taxi driver?”“It’s a job.”Giving up on getting the taxi driver to talk, Dexter stared out the window. There were cars galore on the road and no one on the sidewalks. He wondered why they even bothered to put in sidewalks if there was no one that used them.He asked, “Why do they have sidewalks if no one uses them?”The. ”I looked her dead in the eye. “I know how much you want to show them to me again,” I said.She blinked. Her eyes got wary.“You really are growing up ... you know that?”“You have no idea,” I said.She turned to go. I had a sudden impulse to experiment. “Randi?”She turned around.“Kiss me good night.”“What?”“I’m taking a nap. Kiss me good night.”There for a second I didn’t think she was going to do it. She frowned, and then looked puzzled.“I don’t kiss you good night,” she said.“I’d really like it.