I spent the better part of my adolecesnce doing dance recitals and plays, but as I grew into a teenager, my dancing took a back seat. I was popular in... high school and hung out with the "in" crowd; I chose to put off dancing to maintain my social life. My mother and I butted heads constantly about it. She argued that she put so much time and effort into it, that she didn't want to see me quit. I explained to her I planned to attend an arts college, and I would pick up dancing after I graduated.. I let her make the next move on me as i rub her leg she began to rub my leg .I knew i had her when she ask if we could go inside . Once inside she turn put her arms around my neck a kissing me very passionately feeling her nipples and pussy against me . I could have picked her up and sat her down on the kitchen table right then and put my head between her long legs . In stead i took her to the couch in the family room . By this time she had open her house coat where I got my first look at. Are you OK? I wasn’t very gentle; I apologize? I’m not sure what exactly came over me, but I need you to know that I can be tender and I plan to be the next time.”“Oh, goodie ... the next time ... when will that be ... in a minute, in an hour, in a day? Kiss me Rann.”“No, I don’t think I will kiss you, although you need kissing, badly. That’s what’s wrong with you. You should be kissed and often, and by someone who knows how.”“NOW, you’re quoting from GONE WITH THE WIND?”“Frankly, my dear. "This is all very interesting," Grace said from the masthead. "Are you going to let me down?"The owner, by now quite mystified by the voice of doom in the gloom, realized that Grace might not have pulled the trigger but she did the aiming, hollered up the mast, "You ... girlie ... you're the one responsible for scaring the shit out of my boy." Did he? That must have been messy." She hollered back. "David, let me down ... the breeze is starting up here." Don't forget to clip the halyard to the.