”“I meant the Strongbow,” he laughed. “What you kids having a party?”“Kids!” She retorted. “We’re sixteen! And if you want a Str...ngbow I can go and get you one?”“That would be nice,” he said in his deep voice. Crystal made her way back to the hall briskly. Something about that guy made butterfly’s soar in her stomach. Talk about cute, she thought.She cracked the bottle as she gave it back to him, then swigged her own. “So,” she asked, “how old are you?”“Twenty-eight,” he smiled, “too. She might have stood only 5’2′ or 5’3′, but she packed a punch. Her face was perfect and expressive, her eyes a rich chocolate brown and her hair, long and ebony black, went down to her waist. She was also toned and built, a miniature Venus. Hart hoped that she wouldn’t have an issue with their age difference, because he most assuredly wanted to know this young dynamo much better. ‘CJ Pace, why does that name sound so familiar?’ Hart asked quizzically. ‘It’s on the gateway arch above the. ‘What’s the matter, Liz, aren’t you happy to see me?’ Oleg Swenson asked her with a touch of anger. ‘No, I’m not happy.’ Elizabeth managed to say. ‘I wish I’d never met you. I wish I’d been stronger and resisted when you first seduced me in Geneva. I wish I had told Michael everything when you started blackmailing me. I wish I’d never gave in and became a whore for you and your partners in their smuggling ring. I wish I hadn’t let you pressure me into taking Mr. Cross to my apartment instead of. "A girl needs to enjoy her first bra and panties."Girl? What did she mean? I was a boy! I was mommy's boy! But I practically jumped into the panties, shivering as I pulled them up my nearly hairless legs. The soft, sensual fabric felt so good sliding along my skin, cradling my little manhood, now shrunk even more after its recent excitement, caressing my newly-tingling bubble butt.The bra I and more trouble with, so mommy helped me snap it shut behind me. Then she brought out two small,.