" Are you sure?"The girls reassured Blake that he needn't worry about that particularproblem. Then Janet said, "we need to give Blake a girl's name as...longas she's in the club." Great idea," Amy said. "How about "Pamela", I've always loved thatname." Any other suggestions?" Janet said. "What about you Blake. Would youlike Pamela as your girl's name?"Blake blushed thinking about what it meant to be a Pamela. He had asecond cousin named Pamela who he admired for her feminine grace anddelicate. Six years after she was born Emma had given birth to a son. Branch was very different from his sister. He was quiet and kept to himself. As a small child he seldom cried, but neither did he often laugh. He didn’t complain or beg for toys they couldn’t afford.He seemed content with what he was given. That covered toys, games, food, clothes and praise. His mother found him to be an odd child and never lavished him with affection.Casey loved his son unconditionally and took Branch with him. As she got closer she lowered her free hand to her crotch and it disappeared into the folds of her robe. She dropped her towel and loosened the belt of her robe. Her young firm body was revealed. I looked her over up and down, and let out a hushed moan. She looked very young, with her small breasts and a thin coat of pubes in her crotch. I snuck a peek at Megan, not wanting to break my view of Jen. Megan was still asleep or appeared to be. One of Jen’s hands went to her huge nipples and. She liked to put her fingers into the wetness and play with clit and lips while she drove.She didn't wait for them to call the next day.She called them and did them both again and continued to see both of these black guys for the nearly year and half before I met her.One night, I was home from work when she came in from shopping.By then, I'd replenished her wardrobe to sexy little pullover dresses, tight tights, crotchless fish-net and six inch pumps.She killed 'em every time she stepped.