Steve rose and went to the bar again, the lad continued to look at me and his phone, suddenly climbing out of his seat and heading to our table." Excu...e me," his voice was low and mellifluous, " I hope we're not spoiling your lunch, they can be pretty loud," I assured him that it was fine and that we could see they were just enjoying themselves." May I ask you something?" I nodded affirmatively." Is your name Antonia?" As always when faced with someone recognising me I felt myself blush, " Yes. Her crotch tinged in anticipation, as she allowed herself to fully forget about the circle that her mother and her friends were in and only allowed herself to visualize what would happen The only thing that would make this better, she thought as she sipped her drink, is if someone that we know would be fighting. When her friend’s boyfriend was boxing she had only needed one look at him in his fight gear to be in fantasy land, watching his every punch taken and thrown. He had been a secret. Neither Randi nor I moved a muscle, as dad looked the situation over. There was Randi with her head on my pillow, her feet behind her head, holding her pussy open for me and there was me with my index finger all the way in her moist pussy. Plus dad had heard it all, how she had gotten me into trouble and how she was going to start letting me fuck her afterwards.Dad walked over to us and reached one of his big hands down to hold both of her feet in that position behind her head. Then he slowly. Ileeana didn’t normally wear much for jewelry but she seemed drawn to the cameo and bought it without much thought for the price. Besides, it was a perfect fit for the mid-1800’s heroin in the romance novel she’d just started reading. As Ileeana lay back against the pillows, the words of the second chapter began to float from the pages. Two and a half years ago, a few of Leeann’s friends had invited her to a party hosted by some business associates. She had reluctantly agreed to go, knowing.