She's moaning and laughing at once as my beard tickles her delicate skin. I lick along the line of her shoulderblade, the muscles there flexing as she...struggles playfully. I throw her tee-shirt to the ground, and push her against one of the basement's grimy cinderblock walls. I pin her arms above her head, and give the other armpit a more thorough treatment.She starts out laughing and twitching, but this gives way to quiet moans, that get louder when I bite. I release her arms and run my lips. But she managed it with her favorite music and reading. She said she has to continue her reading. She lay on the couch again keeping her legs open on my bare milky thighs. I started enjoying my green tea with music. I glanced at her open legs, they were silky, slender and in milky white complexion like mine.With appropriate flesh and fat for her age. She is developing a nice curvature with a sexy thigh gap. I can see a tiny wet patch on crotch panel of her pink panty. And also a little silky. When I thought the challenge was over, it was just beginning. No amount of effort with the towelseemed to get my hair dry, and it finally dawned on me why girls always wrapped a towel around theirhead. I retrieved another towel, and with some practice, I managed to get it tied around my hair.The last real challenge of the day was having my mom help comb and fix my hair. My attempt atbrushing and combing was met with a disaster of tangles. She tried to show me how to brush throughto get the. I wanted to walk down and say hello to Amy, but it would have meant standing in front of the Manager, Paul Warren, and I figured he wouldn't appreciate it that much.Anyway, ol' Ame was going to be going home with me!After the game, we hit the showers and I gathered up Shiggie for the ride back to the house. This time, when I grabbed his non-pitching arm, Shiggie said, "Home" in English. I felt like a big brother whose infant sibling had just said his first word. We met Amy at the car and I told.