She was so cute. Getting girls wasalways easy for me. With a name like Taylor it just sort of exudedcoolness and chicks dug it. Keeping girls was a di...ferent story, butgetting them was easy and Sue Beth was the first that would be fun todo again."Not exactly, but something like that."As much as I wanted to, I couldn't. I mean, how could I let them seewhat had become of me? I had let myself go since I quit surfing and nowlooked like a beached whale. Between working and sleeping most of thesun. "In the kitchen," came the answer. When I stepped into the kitchen my eighteen-year-old eyes could not believe the vision that was before them. Standing there, dressed to the nines, was Tara's mom, Crystal. She was wearing the shortest and tightest mini skirt I had ever seen. Long shapely legs were covered in shiny pantyhose and her feet were clad in very high heels. A red silk blouse hugged her torso like a second skin and was unbuttoned just enough to allow glimpses of her tempting breasts. “Carrie, is everything okay in there?” I asked her from outside the door, before hearing her get up and come to the door, trying to force a smile as she let me in.“Marriage stuff John, I’m sure it’s normal for things like this to happen,” she told me as I looked her up and down in the tight shorts and form-fitting shirt she was wearing and wondered what it would take to get her in bed with me.“Carrie, I am not just your road manager, I would like to think that by this time of the tour, being. Transfixed, she watched two golden pyramids drop away from Michelle’s torso, unhindered by any bra. They hung there like triangular stalactites, crying out for a pair of hands to cup them before they were pulled back into an upright position. Eve felt her mouth go dry and her panties flood with moisture as she thought about those nipples, just out of sight from her angle. They'd be a deep, healthy red, she thought, perfect cherries on two irresistible mounds. Eve wanted to explore them so much.