"Quiet, Bad Girl. I'm still trying to figure out what to do with you." Okay, you can talk now." I said to the person on the other end of the phone.It ...as Linda. You'd think her feelings would be hurt, except that it is impossible to do with her when it comes to me.(If you haven't read chapter 1, please take a quick look at it, especially the last page or two, to understand who the people are, and the context. Thank You.)"Sir, I have to tell you a million times "Thank you" for last night. Dylan. The gravity of the situation had finally set in on her. “Good. Get on your back.” She lay back on my bed, and a pushed her legs apart, kneeling between them and without warning, shoved eight, rock hard inches of cock into her, causing her to moan half in delight and half in shock. I ran my hands down her legs, and putting a hand behind each knee, held her knees back nearly to her chest and began to fuck her. There was nothing sacred or special about it. Ther e was no lovemaking here. I. Charlie was behind the counter closing the register and beamed when she saw Meagan step through the door. Meagan was having trouble breathing in her excitement to contain herself and not reach over the counter and grasp Charlie's distended breasts."Well hello Meagan? Is it?" Charlie's buttery voice said to her. "You are correct my dear." Meagan replied softly and carefully. Charlie was staring at her nipples that were sticking through her white silken blouse. Meagan met her eyes, leaned across. "What?" my sister finally asked, grinning slightly."Why'd you give him a kiss?" Amanda asked."Why not? He was really nice and kind to us, and he seems to be a sweet, old man. What's wrong with being kind in return?" Nothing," Amanda said quickly, holding up her hands apologetically. "I was just curious, that's all."Kelsey looked at her for a few seconds with an amused smile. "It's nice of him to let us swim. I figured it was only right to be a little bit extra grateful."Amanda nodded. "Think I.