She truly had the softest mouth I have ever experienced, and kissing her – or doing anything else with her mouth – was incredibly sensuous.Meanwhi...e, my hands were roaming around her back, up to her shoulders and pulling her closer, then softly down her spine to her ass, playing with her buttocks, parting them, running my finger between them, then gently grabbing them with both hands and squeezing, then moving my hands up her sides, brushing the edges of my hands up her flanks, and flattening. ’ We gave each other a peck on the lips. I ruffled his hair as I got up. ‘See you. I love you.’ ‘I love you too,’ Billy said. As soon as I started walking away, I heard Harry say, ‘Do hot chicks dig guys with autism? ‘Cause if so, I want to be autistic.’ ‘No, you don’t, Harry,’ Billy said. ‘I do.’ ‘You don’t.’ As I got back in my car, I covered my face with hands. I couldn’t believe how desperate I looked to him. I groaned as I thought of all the shit Billy was going to get. A pretty girl. All I did was work Monday through Friday with Chip making sales calls and deliveries. Every evening and every weekend we worked painting and remodeling that old house. Chip also brought in a great home gym weight lifting system that we set up in the dining room, turning it into a little gym and I set up my bench press with metal free weights on the back porch. Every spare minute we lifted weights and exercised. This all helped keep my mind off Jennifer and the fact that I was completely heart. " But--" But nothing, Speedy. You have to admit, that was very generous."Guiltily, I conceded, "Well, I do like my Grandma Rose, she's the only one I like." And your poor Aunt Frances and Uncle Johnny--"I groaned and slapped my forehead. "No, not Aunt Frances!" Stop that, hon, I know she's hysterical and irritating, but she means well. Your daddy was her all time favorite, and so are you."I moaned in mock dismay, "No, no, not Aunt Frances..." Stop, it squirt," she reprimanded gently. "They all.