“Just because everyone sees you as a shallow sex object doesn’t mean that’s how it works for everyone else,” he replied, finishing his breakfa...t and leaving the table.There was a string of insults that followed him to the shower, but Ben didn’t really pay it any mind. Though they were close when they were kids, he and Lucy had pretty much given up on each other once high school started. As with his dad and his constant disappointment it was sad, but he had pretty much grown numb to it over the. It lay trapped between us, pointed up at the small of her back.Sometimes I called her ‘Assie’ because her rear end was kinda big, but mostly just because the name pissed her off. Right now though it was nothing to joke about. Her boxers were only covering her ass halfway and the warmth and softness of her butt was feeling really good even through my shorts. I had an idea that I shouldn’t be doing this…it seemed almost like ****. It was the only position I could keep her down in though, and I. I caressed the smooth flesh of her back. She drew back from me. I looked down at her breasts in her bra, plump and full, the roundness of her flesh barely contained by the cups.She took my hand and placed it on her breast, and held her hand over mine. I squeezed, the plump softness giving way to my touch. We kissed again, and I fondled her gently, squeezing her breast. She pressed herself against me, kissed me deeply, her tongue hungrily searching mine.Her hand reached around her back, and her. I had moved to a new town andstarted a new job to escape it, but in less than two months the noveltyof both wore off. Same shit different place, I was in a funk. Amental, emotional, physical funk.Well not so much physical I suppose. I kept myself in good shape andfound that exercise kept my head clear. Not surprisingly then, Idecided that a hike was just what I needed. And then a thought came tome which proceeded to grow and grow inside my head, and as it grew Ibecame more and more.