” I did as he said and clenched my body again. “Oh fuck yeah,” he pushed his finger in me hard and deep and slapped my butt again. “I just ...otta get my cock in that tight little pussy and pop that fucking cherry.” He pulled his finger out of me and I heard him moving around. I was still up on my knees, though as he’d played with my butt I’d lowered my chest to the bed and was supporting myself on my elbows and forearms, instead of my hands, with my face was flat against the sheet. A. You knew I wanted you too. I told you that I did. I was consumed with desire, my erection raging so hard in its denimn prison. We kissed passionately, my hands reaching for your breasts, your's for my belt.But there was a problem. You knew how it had felt, the pain so fresh in your mind; you didn't want to be the other woman and so you pulled away. Slowly you regained your composure. We paused for a while looking at each other as the moments seemed to strech in to infinity. Then we heard. Reed said, "We can talk another time if it's..."I smiled. "That's okay. Just a few memories." I understand." Anyway, about the middle of April we had another problem. Somebody broke into the school, trashed some classrooms, and painted some interesting biological suggestions on the door and inside the girl's locker room." Got an alibi for that one?"I grinned. "Away game. I was in Wenatchee. Then the last weekend in April somebody really did a job on the statue. Tore the front legs and head off. For a second granddad's eyes flared in anger, but then, contrary to his normal behavior, he seemed to accept this mild rebuke in the cause of family peace. Probably only because it was my birthday. Then we all heard the front door open and then bang shut."WHAT THE?" Granddad screamed as he jumped to his feet. But before he could make another move a costumed apparition appeared in the doorway of the dining room. Granddad's hand grabbed the knife that was lying on the tablecloth, the knife that.