"So when will it be dick?" Right this way... may I have a name?" Dave said as staying composed."Bobbi, stupid man name isn't it." Bobbi looked down at...herself, for onesecond Dave almost felt sorry for her, but that went away the second shereopened her mouth. "So.... when!?"Dave led Bobbi to her car and said it would begin in a minute when hecould get inside and start it.Dave left that bitch as fast as he could. How could a woman be that muchof a bitch, he was going to teach her right, and he. ?Hi Daddy,? I smiled, meeting him at the garage door to the house. ?Hello Tommy,? Father said, taking the beer and handing me his briefcase toput away. I followed him down the hall, pausing to put his briefcase in the closet.Then I followed Father into the living room, and knelt by the couch while heunlaced his shoes. I helped his black oxfords off, and put them aside for polishinglater. Father grunted as he sat back with his beer, flipping on the TV. ?Where's your Mother?? ?In bed,? I replied,. She turns to look at me, a shocked look on her face. As our eyes lock, I see the look of of lust and passion. I grab her by the shoulders and push her against the wall of the elevator. She smiles, realizing who I am. But how did she know? I know now she is mine for the taking. With my body pressing her against the wall, I run my hand under her tight skirt . She parts her tan legs, giving me access to her thong covered pussy. She is soaked! I lean in and kiss her on the lips, gently at first.. He flipped the coffee maker switch, and sat down in front of the computer in the living room, Bart fluffing himself about his ankles. Andrew looked at the clock again. It was getting closer, only five ’til three and then she would be there. Maybe not in the physical sense he’d been longing for since their online friendship had begun, but still there, a comfort to his conscience at the very least. Andrew felt a familiar feeling of anticipation began to well up inside him as the monitor hummed to.