I took another look around the room, painfully aware that Lucy was naked and clinging to my arm. I pointed to my shirts sitting on the table. "Why do ...ou girls keep stealing my shirts?"Lucy looked confused, but after a second she answered, so soft I almost didn't hear her over the sound of the fat guy cuming. "Cuz they smell like you. They smell safe. Like having you with us all day long." I made the mistake of looking at her. She was looking up at me, so afraid, so vulnerable. I just wanted to. She wore black and cried for over a year, and for all that time Anthony Casanova watched and waited. He loved Maria Theresa, had since they were in grade school together, but Nick was the only man she had ever noticed. Slowly he started talking to her, a hello with a smile here, a nice afternoon there. It made him feel good to see her smile back, and seem for just a few minutes to be happy. Valentines Day when she walked past his flower store, he happened to be out cleaning the sidewalk. “Hey,. She went straight out of the mall without stopping at the bike park, and five minutes later were in an empty slum road in triplicate, she had parked with the drivers seat away from the pavement which was a rookie mistake as oncoming traffic can see you (car sex tips), we kissed again for few minutes and without wasting any time I unbuttoned her shirt completely and was excited to see her right breast naked , I pulled down her bra and cupped and caressed her breasts, she had generally big boobs. ” I said softly.“I am fine. Trust me!” she said.I looked at Cheryl, pleading with her to help me.“Let’s just do some water right now, and then we can drink later.” Cheryl whispered in her ear.“Seriously, I am fine. Don’t I seem fine Sergeant Darren?” She asked.“I wouldn’t let you drive.” He said.“Oh you wouldn’t?”“No”“Would you take me home?” I looked at Drell who seemed to be enjoying the circus.“I would make sure you got home ok, yeah.”“Would you walk me up to my room, too?”I sat back and.