It was like all of the girls at school grew legs all of the sudden. I mean the guys all knew they were there all along, but when the skirts sprouted i... April, we no longer had to imagine, and it was a leg man's paradise.Missy was no exception. She appeared at my door early on that second Monday of April. Her light sweater was open, showing her white blouse. After a steamy kiss, I followed her off the porch to her car and recognized immediately that the blue jeans were not pants, but a skirt. The thought that he'd want me to do the same for him crossed my mind and I figured a hand-job wouldn't be too much to ask after this. My head fell to my chest as his skilled finger worked me up into a frenzy. He'd bring me to the edge of going off and then he'd back off before starting all over again. It was driving me mad. Finally, the wonderful pleasure grew in my belly and then released itself on my soul. It was the most powerful orgasm of my life at that point. He took my arms in his hands. You could be living here with us..." Jeff, we've gone over this. We want to be on our own, making our own way."Jeff let out a sigh. "Yeah, I know, and I respect that, but the fact remains that if it weren't for the two of you, Joyce would be dead. My wife would be dead. Can't you understand what the two of you mean to me?" Jeff, we just did..." Alesha started, but Jeff cut her off.Focusing on Alesha, "Since you have stopped spending the night here, you're no longer gassing up the Escalade here,. She appeared from behind the kitchen door holding a glass of wine. She was wearing an elegantly simple full-length black dress that hugged her curves. To accent the outfit, she had applied a vibrant red lipstick, further accentuating her supple lips.“Oh, hello, Kenny. Come on in,” replied Alley.“Thanks. Is Jeremy home?” he asked, stepping inside and closing the front door.“No, he left about half an hour ago. I think he was going to Sam’s house. Did you want to speak to him?”“Uh, not.