Her parent’s window was also dark. No one would be expecting them. Her mind raced. What would he do to me? What would he make me do? She had seen th... bulge in his pants. Would I have to satisfy him tonight? Would he make me do it with my hand or something else? They kept walking, Brandy’s nervous as she got close to her house. His hand was still on her waist, but he made no move beyond that. Was I supposed to do something? Should I touch his cock?She didn’t turn around when she reached her. The adrenaline rush that comes with seeing the girl you love in a moment like that overwhelms to the core. A slow fire spread upward inside me as I hesitated there, caught up in my own private hell. All along I had been subconsciously expecting something like this, a red flag in itself for sure, but part of me never really trusted Roxy. There was blame on my part as well. I had baited her and lost. There had been a warning signal back in the bar that I’d pushed aside. I sensed the mechanics in. It’s funny how unspeakable words seem to spill from your mouth when unspeakable things are being done to your body. Then he did something that made me feel better than I thought was possible. Something I did not think could make me feel any better than when he first kiss me. He slowly took one of my nipples in his mouth and sucks it as if it was the best taste he ever had in his life. I thought I would loose what little restrain I had left. How can anything feel this good? I am so. ”Cindy asked her, “Are you talking about the old courts, located atop the hill, on the backside of the park?”“Yes, are you familiar with them?”“When I was in college, my aunt and I would go back there and play singles. No one ever came back there, even then.”Betty Lou said, “Are you talking about your Aunt Mavis, the Mayor? I never knew she played tennis.”“That’s her. She played on their tennis team when she was in college.”Betty Lou told her, “Cindy, you should get her to come over here and.