Why not have a little fun, spook them a bit? I snuck in as quietly as I could. The girls were not in the kitchen, nor the living room, nor the…The... I heard them. Voices. In the bedroom. I heard Maelyn, and Vic… No, that can’t be Vicky!? The voices got louder and were accompanied by sounds that could not be mistaken: a slap on bare skin, the bed creaking, an escaping moan of lust, the unmistakable sound of lips disengaging from a kiss. I eased over to the bedroom door which was still. His reticent response to Karen's shyness was driving her crazy. She wished that she could call Paula right that moment, to get her opinion on this quiet yet maddeningly intriguing man... "Push back!" yelled the driver from the front of the bus. Problem was, there wasn't far to push. Karen moved back a couple of steps, but could go no farther. And she found herself face to face with Rocco, the front of her body now pressed firmly against his. Her breasts poked into his torso. He was several. . ... you grasp the sides of the hem and slowly slide it up... feeling it slide up over the top of your thigh-high hose... over your hips until it's now folded back over your butt and onto your back... the tendons in your thighs are starting to vibrate as your hands slip back down to your waist... ... your fingers pinch the narrow strip of elastic fabric that makes up the waistband of your delicate panties... you slowly... so slowly; don't want to disturb Sam... begin to roll the waistband. "Well, the others get pumped up," Padre answered."And when you knock some poor runner right into next Tuesday?" Oh. I see what you mean. As long as I don't have to make speeches or anything." Nah. Just keep doing that growling bit." Cal had to duck as Padre took a playful swipe at him.At volleyball practice, Cheryl faced a different problem with Maddy. For the first time Cheryl could remember, Maddy's concentration was erratic. "So, you saw Hector yesterday?" Cheryl asked."Mama let me invite.