How ya like your red meat cooked?’ ‘Medium rare. Thanks.’ ‘Ready in five then. Git yourself some ‘tater salad, macaroni salad, chips, whatev...r. Don’t touch those brownies ‘less you want to be mooing at the cows later. Got cookies if you need something sweet for after.’ Racer X and Dew Drop stroll up with resin chairs and sit next to us as we’re eating. Sensei finishes his steak and starts playing hacky with Racer X, a few other guys, and a petite girl name Hard Time. They’re holding beers and. Being a female, herself, the girl had more sensitive instincts than her brother and she sensed – and hoped – that her mother might have more in mind than a mere bed check. After all, Holly loved to fool around with girls, herself, and maybe – hopefully – it was an inclination that she had come by honestly, inherited from her mom.She wandered, fancifully, if there was such a thing as a cunt lapper chromosome, a dominant pussy gobbler gene running in the family bloodstream?Leaving her bedroom. On the way home we both took off our panties. We knew this moment would happen at some point. We got home and began to kiss, and touch. It was time, I wanted her bad.We went upstairs to my room and stripped down. I pushed her down to the bed and climbed on top. We kissed, we rubbed, her breasts were so full and firm. I licked her nipples but what I wanted was further down. I moved down her belly to her bush. I parted her lips and pressed my lips against her pussy. I flicked my tongue against. Look,your panties are like a drug. At first you control them, but the longeryou have them on, the more you want to be what the panties want-- i.e.whatever the person or people around you with the strongest sexual energywant. Giving into the panties is like a high. Soon you can't do withoutit. But here is the thing-- after a while they turn you into an object.You exist pretty much to be...well, fucked."Monica/mark put her hand on top of Noelle's tiny hand. He kind of feltsorry for her. Even.