It’s really cute, I can’t wait for you guys to see it,’ Leigh said excitedly. ‘And how are things going for you and Paul?’ Melanie asked. �...�Really great. He’s being so sweet. He even held my hair back this morning,’ Leigh said. Melanie laughed. ‘That is sweet, not a lot of guys will do that,’ Melanie said dryly. ‘Do you blame dad?’ Leigh asked. ‘No, dad needs to move on and get past mom, but he needs to be more choosy,’ Melanie answered. ‘Yeah, tell me about it,’ Leigh grumbled. ‘You okay?’. With such perfect precision, a swatch of at least a half an inch wide was trimmed neatly right above her womanly line. Delicately manicured to precise length, each strand was cut at the same level and showed just what an erotic creature she was. It was obvious she cared about herself in ways that drove men crazy. However, as perfect as she seemed all over and knew it very well, the line between her legs was what made her whole. Perfectly vertical, her personal seam hid what was inside and left. ”“What? That’s not true!” I wanted her deeply, in so many ways, not all of which revolved around sex, although that was a powerful pull at the moment. Again, I couldn’t tell her how I felt, that I loved her, ached for her, and wanted her for myself, so I stuck with the sexual connotation. “Of course I wanted you – my hard cock should have been ample evidence of that!”She giggled. “It is ample, all right. If we had both worked on him, Jake would have let you fuck me.”I nodded. “You’re probably. I'll call you this evening."Mother and daughter left immediately. Sandie's mother was determinedthat nothing affecting Sandie's foreign trip could be laid at her door.At home they were relieved to find a worn tattered certificate stuffedaway with other papers in an old brown envelope at the back of thesideboard draw. Sandie had never seen a birth certificate before and sheheld the flimsy, worn paper in her fingers. It was strange to think thatthis single piece of tired, browned paper was the.