To check if door is closed I took a sight at door but my father is at the door looking us making out but door is slightly opened he is seeing through ...mall opening and he didn’t sawed me looking at him, this whole situation made me more exited and I made my mom to came above me , I took her breasts in my hands and she is raiding me like expert , I get up and took her breasts in my mouth again I going down and again up now I hold her ass , I rested in my knees she is above me and started give. ”“What did you tell him, Christy,” I asked, “I don’t mind it being extended.”“Steve, I don’t want it extended, I need to be intimate with you, I love you. I don’t mind us not having intercourse but I want to be close and intimate with you.”“So what did you tell him?”“I told him just that and he didn’t like it, he told me to go and shave my pussy and go over to see him.”“Have you shaved?” I asked.“No Steve, I told him that I didn’t want Greg to see my tattoos on my pussy and that got him even. Either that or he’s an anti-social freak. My friend, Ben, called me this morning and asked if something was the matter. I told him I was fine. I’m not in the mood to talk to anyone. I’ve been screening calls all day. Riding on the subway train, I try to read Jane Austen’s Persuasion but an old Hispanic man is staring at me. I hate it when people stare. I can’t concentrate on my reading because the man’s wrinkled face is looking right at me. It’s very distracting. I always encounter a weirdo. After that, we all jumped in to help with the farm chores that were far behind schedule this morning. My brothers kidded me all day about having so many women. Late in the afternoon, Andrea came running out to us after school and grabbed me, hugging me excitedly.“Guess what,” she said excitedly. “There’s a new boy in my Latin class and his name is Quintus,” she told us, her excitement not abating.“Come meet him,” she insisted, dragging me by the hand and grabbing her dad’s hand as we went by. I.