" Or what?" she challenged. "She's a guy stealin' little bitch." For your information, she didn't go after me. I went after her." What's the differenc...?" The difference is, keep talking and we'll find out if I think of you more as a girl, who my mama taught me not to hit, or a football player who's trashing my girlfriend."Robbie looked surprised. I didn't know if I'd actually hit her, but I'd done a lot of things lately that surprised me.Tami jumped up and grabbed my arm. "C'mon, walk me to my. "I'm sorry." Shhh." He's always liked Wanda. Before you and your mom came along, they'd be talking all the time at the games or on Sundays. He really enjoyed being with her and talking to her. He didn't think she was anything more than a good friend. He told me he never thought about her age. It wasn't like she was a kid who was nice to talk to. But as far as he was concerned, she was a friend who was almost part of the family and was around a lot."Then you came into my life and the next week. “Oh. Did she have that on the Fourth?”Pilar shook her head. “She got it last night.”Nick smiled. “I’ll be sure to notice it the next chance I get. Thanks.”Just then, the door on the Gulfstream opened, swung down, and became a staircase. A young woman in a smart, blue uniform stuck her head out at the top. “Good morning. If you’re ready to board, we’re ready to receive you.”“Do you have coffee?” Inez asked.“We do. I’ll check with the pilot and see if we have time to brew some up before we take. My hands touched his chest, the same chest that I had watched as a c***d, grow and mature. It was no longer awkward and skinny, no my fingers told me he was definitely a man now. I pressed my breasts against his chest, feeling the prickly hair against my softness. The sensation was only inflaming my lusts further. My hands skimmed over his nipples, which were now as stiff as his cock. I felt him stiffen so I stopped. "No, touch me, please" he said. I said nothing and resumed my soft caresses; I.