You had legs that started with beautiful ankles and just rose in perfect proportion guiding the eye and attention upward. Just the thought of your bod...y excited me beyond measure.When I walked in the room you were on the couch, naked. You had apparently just finished nursing. Your head was thrown back, eyes closed, letting little sounds escape with your hand laying between your thighs. Your hand moved slowly but deliberately causing you to emit the soft sounds I heard. Silently I undressed,. She perceives the compliment. “I wish my father thought so. I’m afraid he believes my passion is rather a waste of time and his money!”“Your passion?”“Yes, of course – my photography, you know. He only thinks in terms of practical things and sees no need for me to go to school in New York just to open a studio in Clear Lake to take wedding pictures and family portraits.”“You live in Clear Lake City? I do as well!”We laugh in wonder at the coincidence. I like her laugh, the way the corners of. Sometimes they would paint a target on the front of his case and throw eggs at it. Other times they would write rude messages on the back of his case, messages like 'oversized luggage', 'Headcase' or 'fragile, handle with car'. This hurt Billy very much and he spent much time hiding under people's beds with other suitcases, that way he couldn't be found. Sometimes he would just stare out the window and watch the birds buzz around and the airplanes fly high in the sky. Billy had always wished he. ..”His words were cut off when Sarah put her hand over his mouth.Looking over his shoulder at her mother, Sarah said, “He drops the f-bomb a lot. Particularly when talking about you.”“That’s being a real good role model,” Janet said sarcastically.“Go away,” Dexter said in a low growl.He was half tempted to dump his daughter to the floor, and storm off.Janet said, “I need a ride home.”“Take a cab,” Dexter said.“He’s hopeless,” Sarah said.In a whiny voice, Janet said, “Poor little boy. The other.