She turns heads, but has always been oblivious of her good looks, and is a bit shy. I only remember one boyfriend when she was a sophomore. I suppos...e her dedication to her sport has not left much time for boys. I watch Lisa. OK I admit it. I’m a horny motherfucker, and I ogle my little sister. Sick right? Well let me say she really is a hot little thing, small firm tits and unusually slim ass for a female athlete. She is always bouncing around the house in shorts or skin tight leotards. Please do not judge me. But my girlfriends from college and I every few years take a trip together, girls only thing. We have a lot of fun. Nothing naughty, well most of the time we behave ourselves. But you know sometimes how the mood hits you. Me, Christy, Marge, and Tonya have known each other since high school. And now that we are in our mid fifties, married with family and all still get together to have some girl fun. Shopping, dancing and whatnot, girl stuff. We were driving thru Colorado. That awkwardness wasuncomfortably familiar to Lydia. "Great! Follow me." He turned promptlyon his heel and strutted back down the alley deeper into the shadows."Uh... isn't that a dead end?" Lydia asked suddenly rather hesitant."When we feel our lowest, every path looks like a dead end, Miss."Lydia couldn't argue with that logic, though it felt strange hearing itfrom a child. She certainly felt she had nowhere else to go anyway. Shestepped further into the darkness until her eyes adjusted. They had built a large dam near the channel we dug and cut off the water supply. I couldn’t destroy their dam, so I had to dig a new channel that linked with the old one.” Annabel looked up to watch his disgruntled expression. There was sweat running down his forehead and there were some slight scratches on his face. His hair was slightly tousled from all the work he had been doing. Or the same hair he has when we just finished fucking, Annabel thought. It was at times like these that.