I was over Tony’s house every day since my dad worked long hours. Mrs. C. didn’t mind since Tony was an only c***d she liked having me over keepin... him company. Growing up next to Tony I got to see a lot of Mrs. C. and let me tell you she aged well. She must be around 42 or 43 years old now. She is not what you call beautiful like a Model but she is very attractive with lots of curves. Mrs. C. is about 5 foot 9 long brown hair, if I had to guess I would think she weighed about 150 pounds. Big. But I am only arguing a proven fact. Your best athletes, businessmen, lawyers, doctors, and even for that matter, chefs are all men. I don't know why it is, but it is." John said in defense."What are you talking about? Have you lost your mind? There are plenty of great lawyers, doctors and businesspeople who are women. Look at Marion Jones, Madame Curie, Martha Stewart and Oprah Winfrey. They all excelled in their fields and are quite successful." Michelle said with a quickening voice."Don't. "Like it?" I asked. She nodded. "Okay, we're even. No tell."Beth just nodded. I got up and went back to Mel's room. I had better sense this time than to tell her I had just touched her sister's tit. I told her I had talked Beth into promising not to say anything and to not peek again. The mood was ruined for the day so I headed home.Things between Melanie and me slowly progressed. I got her top off completely one day. Then we quit pretending. Beth would take off her blouse before we even lay. He was dressed in tight jeans, a cowboy hat, boots, a western shirt and one of those long, black dusters. He had a six-gun strapped to his waist and he was carrying a rope.He started to dance around me - he was one of those male strippers. The girls were urging him on, laughing and giggling at my embarrassment as he stripped to a little red thong. I couldn't help but notice that the thong was concealing something massive.He kept taunting me about being a "virgin" bride. He danced me around the.