She pulled away and pulled off her sweater, reveling her beautiful body. No bra, her perky breast just staring at me as I see her abs and arms showing...off. So tight, like a fitness model. I watch as she pulled off her jeans, and stood there naked. The cold did not bother her as she grabbed my hand and led me back to my truck. She laid in the back of it, “use that talented tongue right now,” she commanded as she opened her legs. I pulled off my jacket and felt her hand push me down into her. It was romantic, and Aimee knew that anyone walking past the window could see in and would see what we were doing. The risk always drove her wild. Unfortunately, our apartment backed onto the woods, and people rarely walked past back there. Anyway, back to the story. The blinds were up, the lights were out, the fire was burning. Aimee came out of the shower wearing a towel, and wandered into living room, where I was sitting fully clothed. She didnt even glance at the window. Neither did I, not. "Danielle insisted on wearing makeup if she was going outside. She said all the other girls at school wear it and she wants to be just like them, right sweetie?"As I cringed at her comments, Mike just laughed at her little lie (which he thought was true) and said I looked really cute in a real condescending way.Once we reached the ball field, Mike jumped out of the car. Mom said we would be back before the game ended. Mike kissed mom and he waved to me as he yelled, "Bye, Danielle. Don't let. .................................................................................................."How old are you Maria?" said Mother Bernadette."I am eighteen" replied Maria "Going on nineteen" she added hastily.Maria's hands were still firmly clinging to her bare bottom as Mother Bernadette spoke. "Are you familiar with Baron von Trapp and his family" said the good Mother"Yes Mother" Maria said softly."You are no doubt aware that the Baron was widowed several years ago girl and that the poor.