Her hips flared out in a way that made my pants stir. I could see where the jeans got tighter around her crotch. That was no doubt from her bubble but...t. It was something every guy watched as she walked by. I was always the guy staring those guys down when I noticed. The thing that had always fascinated me about her though was her skin. That beautiful dark skin seemed to radiate a warmth to your heart. It was definitely one of her best qualities. I couldn't move as our eyes met. She stopped. Rolling my eyes in their sockets, I complied and sat down on the steps to remove my shoes. “Looser!” she taunted. Turning in the direction where she was leaning against the counter, I stared at her, giving her an evil eye. Peering at her, I also observed her red face, rivulets running down her neck, under her top and in-between her breasts. As if to remind me of its presence, my hard-on twitched once again. Getting up, I padded barefooted to the fridge to retrieve a bottle of water from its. Out of nowhere came that feeling for him again. That strong urge to run to him, to fly into his arms and hope that he would wrap me up and squeeze me tight. This time I didn't shove it away. I embraced it and found, like the sun it warmed me. This time from the inside out. My stomach flittered with wings of 10,000 Monarch butterflies and my heart, my poor heart that before had been made to feel so out of place felt as if it were mending. I was no longer afraid of that feeling. Suddenly, just to. She was off limits. But that didn't stop her dreaming. "OMG!", she thought to herself, "He's Susan's brother, for God's sake!" But the voices inside her head wouldn't leave her alone. She found it impossible to concentrate on the movie.Susan was wearing way too much make-up, Annie mused as she tried to focus on something else in the truck. "Let's go fix your make-up," she said as she pulled on Susan's elbow on her way out of the truck. Susan followed behind her oblivious to Annie's.