“Cindy said that you are going to like these”Claire said cupping them together as she sat on my desk in front of me. “She also told me that you...are not a one then done kind of guy”. Claire then propped her feet up on my chair and parted her puffy pussy lips in front of my face.”So how is this going to work”she asked “once a day,once a week, or just when the urges arise. I am always ready”she said “that's why i'm not married”then slipped two fingers inside her. “This isn’t the first time that. ." I acknowledged."I thought she'd get over it after a while, but I guess not," Olliefinished before shrugging for the third time and shaking his head."Anyway, sorry for the shitty day." Not your fault," I replied. "Plus, there was one bright spot in thewhole giant mess."Ollie raised an eyebrow at that. "Oh, and what was that." Found out I still like baseball," I told him.A helpless laugh burst out of my friend's lips. "Really? Even afterthis disaster of a day?" Well, I certainly don't want. “By the way, happy birthday. It was the other day, wasn’t it? You’re becoming a big girl, Brandy,” Cindy yelled out from the kitchen.A shiver of excitement went up Brandy’s back when she heard Michael’s powerful voice as he came down the stairs.“She’s not a girl, Cindy. She’s a woman. If I remember correctly, Brandy turned eighteen the other day. I don’t think you would have liked being called a girl when you turned eighteen, Cindy,” Michael almost scolding her.Brandy smiled broadly when she. It occurred to him now there was a certain easiness which he felt around Ryoko. Some would say that she was coarse, perhaps once he had as well. Ayeka however...He had always felt, there was this, 'distance' his mind searched and found, for want of a better word. Not a barrier or something, impassible. There were times it seemed they could almost ... Tenchi didn't want to think about it, not really. Grandpa was right, he had waited, far far too long.Perhaps, just perhaps he had acted.