The cheeks still defy gravity and the legs look tight. When I was 22, I attributed my shape to a great pair of jeans, now 20 years later, I know that ...t is due to a great set of genes. I have never been one to work hard on my body, I am among the fortunate, undeserving few who for whatever reason stay thin in spite of aging and eating. I do aerobics pretty regularly and keep fairly active throughout the day. I am sure that has helped, but I do that for relaxation not body shaping. The final. He likes to be the life of the party, but I’d seen him in classes two. He wasn’t just some class clown. He did the reading and always joined in on the class dialogs. “Want me to take your coat?” Evan asked me while eyeing blondie. “Um, no I can hold on to it.” I took it off, but held it underneath my arm. I wore a sweater. It showed off my curves, but unlike blondie I had everything covered up. Evan gave me a look, up and down my body. However, he didn’t look at me the same as the way he. Maybe that will help me later, Cassi thought, If I survive this. Maybe, if I can figure that much out, it will help. She sniffed as the touch moved to her other cheek and moved down her body in the slow methodical way it had moved up.It was earthy, animal. Not good but not really bad either. She sniffed again. A drug. Something to intoxicate her. A little sweet, maybe a little sweaty? She breathed it deeply and finally identified it.Sex. The smell of some one nearby having sex. And yet, she. And if he saw me like this, I knew Id be in trouble. Sorry dad. It rained. I say as I tried to sneak around to the stairs, but I had only gotten a few steps when he poked his head out of the study. You are soaked. Look at the floor its all wet. Damit. Go get changed and clean up the floor! he yelled at me angrily. I was quick to decent the stairs as quick as I could. I barely got thru the door of my room before I had my shirt off, then my pants, my socks, underwear and bra. I dropped them into.