“Here, come closer and take a better look” she says quietly, almost to herself.When you get close to the wardrobe she kneels down behind you, smel...ling your hair and slowly rubbing her hands up and down your back, the smell of vanilla all over you as her hands move over your hips and onto your tummy and higher, purposely cupping your lil tiddies while an audile gasp and her breathing quick and shallow. “This is the only time we’ll be alone while you’re still pure” she mutters to herself, one. The sexual energy that had built up these past weeks watching Stephanie prance around in her bikini by the pool, in her tight yoga pants and tight t-shirts at home, in her painted on Rock & Republic jeans, her tight clothes wrapped around a perfect little body, had driven me wild. She had managed to convince me to take her to an office party (where she danced slow dances with me), to take her shopping (to buy sexy outfits that she modeled for me) and to take her out for her birthday dinner, all. The first half of football featured an unsure Roosevelt team going up against a Clark team who, though good, was not up to their usual standards and was going to have a down year. Roosevelt was not expected to make the playoffs.“I’m telling you, Dad, Frank Robinson looked like a man possessed at the half. They all played like a completely different team. Dad, the change was palpable.” Tim ‘Mayhem’ Murphy was practically bouncing up and down in his chair as he explained to his father how the new. ” she smiled and I saw a little gleam in her green eyes light up. I returned the smile and asked her to show me the problem. As I started working I heard her humming along to the radio while she worked in the kitchen. A little bit later I heard her call out to me and say “I’ve made some lunch if you’d like a bite to eat.” Since I hadn’t had breakfast I was starving so the mention of lunch made my stomach start growling. I walked into the kitchen and was pleased at the view before me. She.