"Good morning, John," she says cheerfully. "How do you feel?" Weird," you say.The sound of your voice freezes her in mid-step. She is looking at you i... complete shock. She struggles for a minute to find words. "Did you just say...Did you say that you feel weird, John?" she asks with a weak smile and a furrow in her brow. She is looking at you like you are some kind of strange animal.You feel uncomfortable. You don't know why she looks so horrified. "Um...yes," you say, swallowing hard. Your. Her smile, as infrequent as it appeared, was sweet, her lips full which accentuated the high cheek bones helping give the young woman a mysterious, sensuous beauty. Her waist was tiny, her hips full, but firm. Carmine's legs were hidden beneath a full length skirt, but they were slim and shapely, Cathy knew, remembering seeing Carmine in jeans when they went riding on her last visit.As they finished the meal, Carmine began clearing the dishes but Jessica told the lovely Mexican that she and. "W-what's that?" she asked. "It's eleven and a half inches long," he replied with a smile. "That's always the first thing everybody asks!" "I see," Jane answered softly, "it certainly is the biggest one I've ever seen." All the time he was talking he was taking in the lushness of her full figured body, which only increased the length and thickness of his hardon. "Do you mind?" he asked while reaching out to caress her pretty breasts. "N- no," she moaned, "be my guest." Immediately he took the. Mind yourbusiness. We can hang again tomorrow if you want. Maybe we can even gosomewhere. If you leave now, and if you stop pestering me." Okay. It's a date." It's not a date."Just like that, Monica whooshed down the stairs and was clomping downthe street in those heavy boots, double-timing like she had a deadline.I stood in front of her house, watching the cadence of her butt shiftingback and forth until she disappeared from view.Mrs. Keller came outside just as I could no longer make Monica.