Carla liked boys and girls equally. I have to admit that I was sometimes tempted both ways, too, but mostly I liked guys. I liked it hard, I liked it ...ast, and I especially liked it when the guy pulled out and came all over me. Do you wonder why guys like me?My dad once told me he and Mom considered me the boy they never had. I knew what he meant. Tomboy, that's my middle name. I can't remember a time when I didn't push myself as hard as I could in sports and later on in sex, or in whatever I. As with all the other stores inthis chain they had an unproportionate large amount of square footagededicated to that type of product. In this section of the store theretail racks offered a wide selection of panties, bras, pantyhose,bikinis, briefs, girdles, corsolettes, nylons and any type ofundergarment a woman could ever want. Pat's hands began to sweat. Heimagined a thousand eyes were watching this man being out of place in thewomen's department. She sensed his feelings and whispered in his. Bree was just about to close the book and put it back when she saw her name on one of the pages. Part of her wondered if she really wanted to read what her sister wrote about her. It couldn't be good that was for sure. Their relationship had been strained at best for a few years now and recently Trina had started acting like she didn't have a sister at all...Her curiosity however would not be denied. Bree closed her eyes, took a deep breath and then released it. When she finally opened her eyes. Sophia couldn't believe how happy and relieved she felt, and Warren was plainly looking like the cat who had eaten the canary. She was reclining on the seat, the back of her head against his chest, his arms around her waist, both of their legs spread out on the bench. She could hear his heart beating. It was a very comfortable place to be.Then Sophia saw movement coming up the street. "Uh Oh." Uh oh, what?" Remember how you were talking about my friends, and how I said they'd just have to get.