I smiled back."Hi," her voice was not the high pitched parody of a voice that many girls effect. It was natural, rich, and... sexy for lack of a bette... word.I was confused. Granted, there was more than a couple of people in the place, but there was no need for her to be so close. I tried to step back. For a moment, I could note that she wore a short, logo tee shirt, cut short enough to move over her tummy when she moved, but covered it to the waist of her faded hip buggers when she stood still.. She tossed it toward the bed. “I have to go.”“Wait.” Joyce tried to grasp her hand again.Mallory stepped around her, opened the door, and raced down the stairs. She grabbed her purse in the kitchen. Everything was a blur; the front door, the walkway, her car door, the ignition. And she was gone, heading home.Once the shock had worn off, Joyce followed Mallory out into the hall and down the stairs. She was just quick enough to see Mallory disappear out the front door. Joyce wasn’t going to. Early on, I teased her often. I guess I didn't know how to handle the unexplainable attraction I held for her since kindergarten. The teasing eventually stopped and during our last years of school we were simply good friends; friends so close, we probably knew more about each other than many married couples. That one idea comes to mind most when I consider the events that followed, and it still hangs in space right in front of me in such a way that I'll never be able to reach out and get the. “I can take credit card.” Jalal was such a smart boy. He hooked me up with Square so my Johns could pay for it. “It’ll look like a charitable donation to my daughter’s after school club. I’m the adviser of it.” Principal Carver helped set it up.He was so eager for Sunday to arrive so he could fuck my daughter and me all day.“Let me get my wallet,” Todd said.Leyla squealed in delight.Leyla UmayyahI was so excited as I squirmed on Kimmy’s bed. We were both naked, our bodies pressed tight. Her.