Let me know if it's anything more serious, Yuusou."It was ten o'clock when Dad decided to go to bed. I saw a glance I'd come to know very well pass be...tween him and Mom, and she followed. Shinka and I were left alone in the living room. He looked at me, then got up to go to bed as well."Good night, Yuusou," he said. He'd stopped calling me Oniisan that day I caught him with Tim."See you tomorrow."When he left, I stared at the television, not watching what was on, and instead thinking about what. "Upset" turned to pure pissed off when they got back to Bradford a couple months later to find a letter from Montague's attorneys demanding royalties on their recording of Pick Me Please. Within minutes they were on the phone to an old friend in Nashville who had gotten them started doing their own recordings in the first place, and within minutes more they were talking to one of the best copyright attorneys in town.It took over a year for the smoke to clear, but even after the lawyer's cut,. “Have you enjoyed checking me out while I’m on my porch?” Blushing and attempting to apologize I try to pull back but I end up backing into a wall. She steps forward and again has her breasts on me again, and I notice that her nipples are hard. “What do you have to apologize for? I’m flattered that you have been staring at me. I get a lot of stares from men, but I’ve never been spied on with binoculars. At least that I know of.” “Yes, I like what I see.” “Did you enjoy the little show I gave. Uh no, come tell me everything," Amy said feeling her panties beginning to soak through to her shorts."Okay, but I warned you. Here's the part you won't believe-I pushed Bradley back until he was out of my pussy and I turned over onto my knees. Then, like some slut in a porno movie, I reached back and spread my ass cheeks."Amy gasped."Bradley gasped like you just did. I could feel Reggie's cum bubbling out of my ass and running across my pussy. I can imagine what he saw; my little hole must.