”Amanda reclaimed her hand and smiled, genuinely touched. A hand kiss? Did she somehow end up a century in the past? She looked at Charles’s face,...trying to find out if he was pulling her leg, but there was only genuine warmth in his eyes and a friendly smile playing around his lips. So what if his manners were antiquated, he at least knew how to treat a woman properly, unlike Greg.“I know it is none of my business, but what is troubling you?” Charles asked, his voice even softer than before.. ?Good afternoon, Mr. Prettyman,? I said. ?Is everything OK here???Oh, Jennifer,? Mr. Prettyman said, ?I?m so glad you?re here. I justcan?t decide among these 20 dresses. Please help me.?I stepped forward, grabbed a little black dress and a summery, yellowsundress and said, ?Try these on, Honey.?Mr. Prettyman did. He loved them both. And we went upstairs totransform him into Heather, the man-loving babe.Heather was a nervous wreck throughout our preparations. I thoughtabout blowing her to. " So he went in and poured me up a glass, but he put a bunch of whiskey in it too. It about took my breath away! He was smiling because it was our secret. I loved him like crazy for that! I drained the glass pretty quickly and my head was buzzing. My first time getting drunk! Of course, I got sleepy quick, and my mom made me go to bed. I could hear them getting it on when I got under the covers, like they were just waiting for me to be out of the room! I heard the moaning, so I crept back. She had her hand resting on my belly, and was moving it ever so slowly, carefully down towards my crotch, pausing now and then as if not to wake me....My cock had already made up it's mind though, and was pumping up to a full erection, and by the time she reached my shaven pubic hair, it had risen to meet her tiny hand.She made a little gasp as her hand encountered it, and remained still, as if she was trying to work out whether I had woken up, but I remained motionless, anxious to see what.