I smelled no perfume onthis eighteen-year old beauty. I liked that.I was getting a little tired but I carried on. SometimesI would return to rubbing w...ith my hands and then comeback to kissing her neck. I kept an eye on the clock.After fifteen minutes, I stopped.“Go on home, Hannah. I hope you feel better.”“Thanks, John. That felt good.”As she went out, I realized I need to start closing mydoor. No one is usually around after 6 PM, but why takethe chance.The next day, I. ”I laughed back, and said it was rough but what I had to do. “Hopefully she now gets the hint it is over between us. If I was honest, I hope she gets out of that life soon and returns to the Linda we all know and love.”“Pete, would that make a difference to you?” she softly asked.I sighed. “No Rosie, as I said it’s over between us. If anything, I now hope my future is with Holly or Mandy. But even that I know is only wishful thinking. But they are the most important ladies in my life now, along. He put his hands onto her butt, and slowly slid her pajama bottoms down. She must have borrowed another one of my thongs, because I saw her wearing my dark green thong. He slowly took off her pajama top too, and I noticed she also had my matching bra that went with the thong."You little, sexy woman," I mumbled.She glanced at me for a couple seconds, and blew me a kiss. The love was there, and it was strong too. Then she leaned down to take off the thong. She got back up, and threw it to me."I. “Stand up babe and let me help you out of your shorts.” I couldn’tbelieve I was being stripped in front of all these people I didn’t know. I was so embarrassed. I stoodand felt her unfasten my cut-offs and slide them down my legs. I lifted my feet one at a time so I couldstep out of them. Then she said, “This thong has to go too.” I felt her pulling it then I heard a snap.“Oops,” she said. “I guess you won’t be wearing that any more.” She told me to get on my hands andknees. I asked what was.