.." Diana wound down, remembering that the girls still occasionally insisted on holding his dick for him while he used the urinal, especially in the m...rnings.Giggling, she said, "Wing it. Just put Little One in the drawer on the dresser by the bed like we said. She should be able to feel you from there. If something happens to Kim, you'll have her close by."Jeff sighed. "Okay, let me get my shirt off."Quickly, Diana got Little One. When Jeff was ready, Diana held the back of his tee-shirt up. Remember guys. All my stories are real incidents. But these are not incidents for me. Only the first one was a imagination. This one is realWell, the story begins when I was in 12th class. There was a maid in my society who was around 19 years old. She was my age only. And she was damn hot. Well, when I saw her. I just wanted to make her my gf. I am not kidding. She was that much hot. So, I started thinking how can I do this ? So, I told my mom that the current maid is not doing her work. She also wore a tight black sweater, white sneakers, and a cute little chain belt around her waist. A funny thing I noticed, once I stopped ogling her ass, was that an older man was standing directly in front of her, facing her and looking down. Was this her Dad? I wondered. And why was he standing RIGHT in front of her and blocking her view like that. But, as I got closer, the reason became immediately apparent. You see, this sweet blonde was bobbing her head back and forth, her blonde hair. "Hey Dylan!" I yelled to get his attention. He waved over were I was met with with our usual brotherly type hug and a warm smile from his sister. They were going to get some stuff for both their sports and figured they could use the company so they allowed me to hang out with them. When we got to the store, I found the cleats I wanted. They were black and red Nikes like our school colors. I found a red and black under armor with padding in the midsection and padding on the elbows. I had ordered.