There was a fleeting urge to say a simple hello but she felt ridiculous in doing so; so she kept quiet. He was near; she caught the sound of his foots...eps and breathing. He was behind her chair. Every muscle tensed and she braced for whatever he might say or do to her. Fingers delicately toyed with her hair, brushing it away from her neck. He slowly ran his fingers up and down the right side of her neck. Tilting her head into his hand, she rubbed her cheek to caress him, much like a cat nudging. Like eighty-five maybe, with my blonde hair kinda long because my mom thought it was cute. I didn't mind that so much, lotsa cool guys have long hair and I wanted to be a rockstar if I ever got a guitar. My eyes are blue and I was a good looking kid, except I looked like I was twelve or something.If I didn't start growing pretty soon, even getting over that fifteen year old speed bump wasn't going to get me a girlfriend. That was like the big birthday. Fifteen. A guy could get a girlfriend if. She: Baby I feel it.. Do it more.. aaaShe: My Pj too loose for your hand to get inside it… ahh..mmm.Me: Well then I’ll remove it.. I’m removing your top.. pls help me by lifting your arm?She: Ok dear.. pls do..Me: ahhh … mmm.. Your bra too I’m unhooking..She: Yeaaahh..Me: baby your delicious melon.. ahh .. I cannot hold anymore.. I want to suck them immediatelyShe: aaaaaaahh…mmmmmm… yes yeaahh .. Suck them.. They’re all yours.. Lick them all around..Ahh… baby do it.. Do it..Me: mmmmmmm. I continued to date her daughter and had to politely decline a few more dinner invites. After several months of dating, I realized I was falling in love with Heather and that meant I was going to have to find a way to win over her mother. I knew I must have been at least accepted by her father, because he invited me to join them at their cabin at the Lake of the Ozarks for the weekend. I was certain three whole days together could make all the difference and she would see that I’m really a.