She massaged her forehead and took a couple of fortifying breaths. Was she really going to do this? “I have a question to ask you.” “Must be a ...ood one. You can’t even look at me.” Grace forced her hands away and met his eyes. He’d moved over to the couch and sat on the edge with his hands dangling between his knees. His watchful eyes followed her every movement. She huffed out a breath. “I’m just going to come out with it, okay?” “That’s usually the best way.” He waggled his thumb at the. As she did this she looked up at him seeing the ecstasy in his face turned her on and she quickly felt herself becoming wet. She realised that he saw her looking up as when she did so his penis pulsed sending a wave of pre-cum flowing into her mouth. She felt it trickle slowly down her throat, which turned her on more and more. Just as Tim was starting to really enjoy this Alba jumped up and threw off her blouse, revealing Tim’s favourite bra. It was a little lacy thing with a red bow. He liked. She'd joked about it in the past. Now I'm certain she was thinking back on that reputation of mine and wondering where she was going to fit into my planning process now.Perhaps I'm not a nice person, I don't know. I try to be. To most, 'bad' is maybe yelling or maybe even threatening someone. To me, its plan, plan and plan, the 'bad' becomes a bolt of lightning out of the clear blue sky, unexpected and usually overly done. Oh well, that's me in a nutshell. Joe knew this about me and I'm. If you want, you could like come visit here and stuff. There's an extraroom and all. If you want, you know?Look, Mike, just write Daddy is all, OK? Sometimes he won't start aboutsomething, because he's like: "It's for you to bring up," you know? Atleast he is with me lots. So just talk to him, OK? I'd like it a lot too, really. It would be great to see you and all too.I'm a lot different now though. I lost a ton of weight (OK - never reallyweighed a ton :-P but, you know), and I wear my hair.