Smoldering, inviting, laughing and daring.I always was a sucker for a challenge... ****She****The LOOK got him. He's coming over.The trick now is to b...ush him off, preferably with a hard-on.I look elsewhere as he approaches. He doesn't speak, but stands so close that if I turn, I'll be staring at his zipper. I can smell him. Just a hint of cologne, or possibly soap, underlaid with a feral masculine scent. This is... unexpected.I feel my silky brown hair guided away from my face with a single. He picked up the pace a little and I had a quick and nervous but very intense orgasm.I reached behind me and found his hard cock pressing against my backside. I couldn't believe I was actually finally touching one of these mysterious things. I guess I expected it to feel like a sausage, but I was surprised that it felt so warm and soft on the outside and so solid and alive on the inside. It also felt big, but Sis had told me that it wasn't really that large and would only hurt a little at. Our eyes met, and she brought her hand up and covered her mouth, her eyes widened and then she ran up the steps. Over the next week or so, I purposely stayed naked and hoped to give her a show. I know she had to have seen me at least 5 more times since that day. Most times, I would pretend that I didn’t know that she was there. I knew at this point she was enjoying watching me. I was certain that this would lead to us fucking. I sure wanted it to. I decided I’d really give her a show to try to. “Did you send them?”“Not me,” I said. “Her.” I pointed at Tyche. I expected that might not satisfy Eva ... but it was all she was going to get.“Tyke,” Eva said, “I realize you’re four years old. I also realize that, just like your Dad and Aunt’s that Four is a number that has no relationship to you except size. We don’t have your Daddy ... well ... The organization that is known as Crossroads has confessed that an effort was made to send him home after he performed his duty by the Damsel ... he.