Not one stood out to me and screamed "this is your name." It's odd enough that people wouldn't think it was a fake." Trish suggested, "A common enough...name on an ID and everybody assumes it's a fake. A weird name and people think hey, weird name, and don't think about the ID." Ok, ok, Eimear," I nodded. It was weird, simple, and I had kinda gotten used to Lesley calling me that. "I'm keeping my last name though." I thought we were going to Hyphenate." Trish pouted, sticking her lower lip out at. She could see the hunger on her daughters lovely face and there was no doubt in her mind that Josee was erotic, very, very erotic, and wasnt getting the satisfaction she wanted so desperately. She felt closer to her daughter than ever. Josee, she thought, suffered from the same thing that most beautiful young teen girls did. Guys wanted to fuck them because of their beauty, but it was an ego trip more than trying to please the girl. If a guy could fuck an exceptionally beautiful girl, it seemed. My rod starts to throb as she begins her strokes.All the time she continues to look into my eyes and talks softly to me. “How has the soccer been going Davy?”“F.. f.. fine. Aunt Helen.” “Davy, this should help you concentrate on your everyday activities such as school work and home chores. So often young men have problems because they can only think about sex all day long if they don’t have release….Now, how does this feel?” She continues in her soft voice as she strokes my member up and down,. ..I have to go to the store now." Saying that she walked away from them.Her heart fluttered wildly feeling Russell's eyes on her posterior. He was running his eyes over her right in front of her husband."Damn...damn...Mr. Fritz...you wife sure has one fine ass on her." He whispered huskily."Russell!...that is not something you should saying to me." Warren admonished him gently."I am sorry Mr. Fritz...she is just looking so good in the yoga pants." He responded nervously."But...you are.