"That's it! We'll make these titties grow," he said, as he kneaded them, pinching her nipples from time to time. Janet was surprised at how good it fe...lt to have grandpa touch her like that. "Honey, why don't you take off your shirt 'cause it's just getting in the way?"The inexperienced girl said nothing as she slipped off her shirt. Her grandpa's dick hardened when he saw her small tits with their pink nipples, but she didn't notice this. "That's better. Now grandpa can see what he's doing. ". My body aches with the need for you. I need you.’ With this, he leans over and kisses her. They begin to caress each other, but the kiss is not broken. He begins to kiss her neck, and gently caresses her thighs. She begins to rub his chest through his sweater. She can feel his muscular chest underneath. The urge to take it off overwhelms her as she begins to lift it over his head. He helps by raising his arms. As soon as it’s off, she runs her fingers through the slight hair on his chest. He. Some FTRA-North guys took to following me all summer long, convinced that eventually I would lead them into the promised land of untold riches. I even did my 'normal' winter harvest jobs in Florida but stayed as far away from Miami as possible.By springtime, I was old news and not even the FTRA folks had any interest in me anymore, but I took no chances and stuck with my full normal migratory work schedule for most of the year.I was at my friends cranberry bog in Maine working on the autumn. I know it's confusing. Just stick with me and I promise it will begin to make sense soon."Beth Ann, when I was Brian, you and I had the most wonderful love affair. We were totally, completely, and wildly in love for a short time, and then the mob killed you, and kept trying to kill me, until they succeeded."In my heart, I referred to you as my OTL – my One True Love - and we were inseparable until that last afternoon when all hell broke loose..." ... and then you died..."They killed my One True.