"Hi... looking for a date?" he asked"What?" I asked back. His comment had caught me completely off guard."How much for a date?" What do you mean? I'm ...ot looking for a date." I trying to remember what had just happened, I was still pre-occupied with sex. I must have come off as being really ditzy, and it probably didn't help that I had just dyed my hair blonde."Don't worry, I'm not a cop. Tell you what, how's $80 sound?"Something inside of me just suddenly popped into place. He thought I was a. Right now, there were veins of intense pleasure pulsing from her chest down towards the pleasure centres of her body. She was trying to keep it together, but all she could think about was the very slight, yet noticeable, bulge in James’s trousers. The lump can be explained, but she didn't want the 'reasonable' explanation. She rolled further spreading across his chest, resting her head on his shoulder. He wrapped an arm around her waist and held her close for a few moments.“We should get you. Of course your father defends her. He always does. Cassidy has him wrapped around her little finger. It's impressive really.The banter finished, your family of five enjoys the meal that your mother made. Tonight was meatloaf. Not one of your favorite meals but Mom could make anything good. Your mother, Victoria, was a real gem. One of the sweetest people on earth and boy could she cook. It's probably why she's a little heavier than she should be. She's not fat but she's got that extra thirty. How would I explain myself if she wakes up in this very compromising situation? Hot blood pulses in my ears as I pull down the zipper and open the flaps. And as in an u*********s reflex she lifts her hips slightly out of the seat, actually helping me with getting the pants off her bum! And I feel so grateful, I could have kissed her! But she still seems to be caught in her own dreams, maybe even enjoying the u*********s approach? I pull the pants right off and clean her knee from the blood. She.