As I quickened my pace, she dug her fingernails in my flesh at both the shoulder and ribcage. I could hear her heavy breathing in my ear. I continued ...n for probably two minutes or so and then I stopped.“Your turn,” I said with a smile.She raised up and said, “Got it,” with an even bigger smile.She gathered herself for a second and now we were playing a game of “top that.”She was quite motivated now and her riding technique had gotten much more aggressive. Now she was really putting her hips. 'I'll come back when it's nicer, not so wet, ' she thought. On her way home, she recalled her earlier promise to visit Sandy Duvin's new store, and turned in. There were parking spaces in front, next to a forbidding wire fence. A gate with a security keypad allowed entry to the area inside. There was an entry marked "Accueil" at the side near the gate. There was another window and entry at the other end of the building, apparently unused, and an entrance in the middle, probably to an apartment. "That's pretty old, what is he seventeen?" Uh, eighteen." Okay. Well, that's ... even older," Dad laughed lightly. "He must really like you a lot." Yeah," I giggled. "I don't know why, but ... Yeah, he does. I think." He does," Daddy wrinkled his nose at me. "A lot of boys are going to like you as you grow older, Jen. Josh is just the first one and you have to remember that you still have a lot of growing left to do, okay?" I know," I agreed quickly."Your body is changing and your emotions. I was actually caught; I could not believe it. I couldn't move another foot until she came towards me. She was dressed to kill. In her tall red heels that seemed to over-power me, the blood red business suit, the perfect make-up, the gold jewelry and the tight hair I was mesmerized. She looked very wealthy and at about the age of my own mother. She took the dog statue out of my hands and yelled at me to get inside. I was about to run for it, but she looked to powerful for me and I was.