That’s what I want from you; a hard, deep, passionate fucking. Do you think you can do that, or do I need to see if one of my other bulls is availa...le on Saturday night?”He was shocked by several things She said. First, She had never referred to his penis as “massive”. She had worn out the thesaurus calling it every diminutive, insulting adjective at Her disposal. He wondered why now She would have a sudden change of heart. The other thing that concerned him was that on a purely physical. Edwin wasn't home that day so we had the house to ourselves. I led her into our living room. She took a seat on our largest couch.The first thing she asked me was where Edwin was? I told her he was still at work and wouldn't be home till late that evening. "Let me get us something to drink. What do you want?" I offered, smiling. "How about something with a little kick to it?"She agreed and I fixed us some tall drinks. I was nervous because Meaghan didn't know the real reason why I invited her. Chrissy hung around Bob’s house daily after her Aunt had been killed. At twelve, she was young enough to avoid the true pain of losing a loved one, but old enough to know that Bob was hurting and want to make him feel better.So she’d sort of adopted him for a while, fixing him breakfast sometimes, getting him to take her places, convincing him to sponsor her soccer team, and other things that put him back into a normal life. In the five years since, she’d become like the daughter he’d never. ” I winked back. “Do you think she knows? I mean I saw her look down at your ring.” Sam asked. “I think she might have an opinion or two, question is, are you comfortable with all of this?” “I’m very comfortable with it Josh.” Sam gave me a warm smile. “It is strange to say this, but it is somewhat thrilling. All the people looking at us, being seen in public, I feel like a somebody, not just some high school girl anymore.” “You are more than just a somebody Sam, you are my somebody.” .