. "Tomorrow's a school day, Rae-rae," he yawned. "You'd better get on to bed, huh?" Yeah, daddy. See you in the morning," I sighed as he hugged me and...kissed the top of my blonde head. Then I went up to my room and stripped down to my panties, threw on a baggy t-shirt and crawled into bedI had a lot of trouble getting to sleep that night. Uncle John's words kept running through my mind. "The right woman could bring out so many good qualities in him," I heard repeating over and over. I was sure. He managed to smack her on the butt before she was out of reach. "That is a tight butt if I ever seen one."Nick laughed as he stood up to pull on his pants, "I'm not surprised. Fourteen year old asses usually are."Paul almost choked on his beer, "Jesus fucking Christ, buddy. You can't be fucking serious. That piece of ass has gotta be 18." Nope," said a small voice to his right, "fourteen." Lisa returned having rinsed her mouth, passing in front of Paul again and stopping in front of Nick. She. I leant on him, licked his ear and whispered very softly, that we should get out of there. He took his hand off from under my tight skirt and smiled… Outside was starting to rain and we hurried to get a taxi. He had warned me that it was going to be a long ride out to his place. As we got into the back seat, his black hand caressed my exposed thighs and then it moved slowly, slowly and higher. The stranger was watching my face, how I was biting my red lips as his fingers slipped beneath my. " Oh, one of those couples, eh? Well, ifthat was what it took to get him for a while, Miranda thought she could takeher on as well. "Alright." She followed him to their table. She wanted him, even more now, having seenhim close up. But the woman was a different story. Miranda didn't like theway she looked her up and down as if sizing up a purchase. "What's your name,girl?" Soft, low-pitched voice. That hint of a Southern accent bleeding through. "Miranda" she answered, not quite liking the.