It probably felt good to actually tell someone the truth after all this time, but I encouraged each one of them to go for counseling. They all told me... that they didn't want to deal with the police or their parents and they knew that they would have to if they talked to an adult. They were all underage and they didn't trust any adults to help them quietly.In the end I took serious notes without the names of the girls. I promised them all that I would not give any names, but that I was going to. The one thing impressive about her was her DD breasts that she liked to display while wearing her tight fitting shirts.An employee named Monica stopped what she was doing to help Fred on finding some clothes. She was very cute and probably barely out of high school. Monica knew how to make a sale and was flirting continuously with Fred. He found a few pairs of jeans that he thought looked nice and went into the dressing room to try them on while Katie waited outside. The jeans he selected. You feel nervous, even uncomfortable in this environment yet you are at ease with me and happy to be here. Once we cork the wine, kick of our shoes and relax on the back porch, your nerves begin to ease. We begin to talk about life events and remember good times. We have some hart felt discussions and many laughs even remembering intense drama. After another glass of wine our nervousness is gone and I think to myself, what a great opportunity to have this much needed connection with you. . She was a kisser —- an accomplished kisser — and we enjoyed being locked together as she gently squeezed me inside and rocked slowly. "This is wonderful. I love doing this with you again. I love you." I love doing this with you, too, Sweetie. I love you, too."Cynthia left me satiated earlier in the evening, but I knew that if Laura kept it up, I'd come gushing before long. I wanted another mouthful of her hairy pussy. I withdrew. She said, "Oh, no. Put it back." Shortly, my love." Then, I.