My hands came quickly off of Sarah's ass and out of the jacket. "Oh my god... how old is your cousin anyway?" I said with a very shaky voice."It's her...16th birthday tomorrow. Well actually, it's way past midnight, so today. She looks pretty mature for her age doesn't she? You know, I don't think anybody else is going to give her a better present than you did," she giggled.Every part of my body that wasn't in contact with Sarah was straining to get even further away. My mind was reeling. This. ‘A big glass of cold water sound good,’ Janey offered. Ren got her the glass of cold water and placed it in front of her before sitting down once again. ‘So you guys aren’t fighting anymore?’ Matty had to ask. ‘We weren’t fighting. It was a constructive conversation as my Mother says,’ Janey said with a faint smile. ‘Good, ’cause I don’t like it when you get all sad-eyed and Ren gets grumpy,’ Matty announced. ‘So how long of an engagement are you having?’ Janey asked as she glanced from Brad to. “Really?” she responded with a gasp.“Yeah, and I would like to show just how you make me feel?” I said moving my right hand to her left leg giving her a very hard squeeze.She slapped me on the face, and immediately followed that by saying, “I’m sorry, Rick!”“Well, at least you slapped me, that would make most of the boys run away.”“Was that a trick? Didn’t you really mean what you just said?”“Boys, of all ages will say whatever comes to mind when it comes to talking to a girl that looks like. No wonder LA is called the "City of Sin".In desperation to buy me something, they even suggested jewelry, trying to encourage me by saying, "Bling is very fashionable with guys these days." Yeah right! The day I become a Black, gangsta rapper out of an LA ghetto, then you can buy me bling." [I mentioned this because the facetious description of myself turned out to be amazingly prophetic, as I only got one word wrong.] "The only thing I want you to buy for me is very small bikinis, because I.