The situation was so peculiar, how could we not glance at her? She was pretty, with straight blonde hair down past her shoulders, delicately rounded f...atures and eye-liner enhanced blue eyes that gave various blurbs serious attention. A leather jacket ensured that she didn’t appear too wholesome, as did the black skirt that just about nudged half thigh. Edging to one side, I glanced furtively at the black nylons, a perfect match for those Belinda was wearing.Then an even more extraordinary. So it's Saturday afternoon and Kyle and I are into our favorite activity, gaming then more gaming! He just loves my Nintendo Wii, he sits and watches me bounce around, laughing as I make my way through the various games, I'm always dressed in shorts, wearing a tight, slightly transparent tank top, braless of course, my breasts bounce around and my nipples poke against the fabric of my blouse. I glance occasionally at Kyle, his eye's are generally glued on my boobs, his hands buried between his. ”“Even that Penthouse with Miss America in it?” She grinned at me, knowing I had already gotten offers of $25 for that one I had been lucky to grab before it sold out.“Oh no, that one I am keeping. But here, follow me.” I took her hand and led her to the video section, going down them until I found the one I was looking for. “Here, this is the girl in the centerfold of that issue. This is one of the tapes I have, and you can have it.”“Traci Lords, Talk Dirty To Me Part III. Is it any. Suddenly, he didn’t feel so nervous about her coming home. Even if things weren’t perfect, it didn’t matter, she’d be back home. Dinner went well. After spending the past day and a half with her daughter, Laney’s mother had softened her view of what had happened in the hospital room, and she and Connor had struck a truce of sorts. They had decided that it was in Laney’s best interest that she sleep in her own bed and spend as much time as possible around normal settings, so she would be staying.