It was she I thought about when I jerked off the other night. And it was she who got me so hot and bothered when we danced together. k** or no k**, sh...e is a fine-looking woman, and I would make love to her if the occasion were right." Barbie saw me looking at her and gave me a soft, gentle smile. Still smiling at me, she slowly spread her legs apart and moved her hands up and down her thighs, caressing them with light strokes. I envied her hands, wishing that it were mine doing the stroking. Of. . I will have to think on this. Well, it's pizza time now.I explained that I didn't have a supper date tonight, but a Sunday dinner date instead. The Carters would be picking me up after church and taking me to their home a few blocks away. I gave Mom the address and phone number so they would have it. I also explained that her dad would bring me home, but I wanted them to know where I would be, just in case something came up or I needed a ride home.Mom questioned me some more about the elder. Yvette Bova stood at the work out room bench pressing about 200 pounds. Shewas wearing a tank top and shirt skirt. My mouth was wide open when you sawthat she was wearing no panties and a very short skirt. I have a view of herperfect clit. It stuck out an extra 3 inch due to working out. She wasdripping wet with pussy juice. I could see her hot juicy clit sticking out.The shirt was tight and showed off her gigantic breast.She got up. She closed my mouth"Didn't the boss tell you that it not nice. Would she see him again? She was sure there would be another time. The torment of the whole mystery was that she could never really tell him goodbye. In his presence she had to be cold-hearted. It was self-preservation. He never took her seriously, he just expected her to always be there. It was enough to make her feel hollow inside. She needed him so she could breathe, but feared that he poisoned her with each breath. How could a man do this? Did he even know that he was killing her, slowly,.