“I’ve got some treats over in that plastic pumpkin for you,” Burl said.Herbie ran over to the plastic pumpkin and looked inside. He could hardly... believe his eyes – there were a half dozen varieties of chocolate bars. Now he was faced with the problem of choosing which kind to take.Turning to Kat, Burl added, “I’ve got some hot apple cider if you’re interested.”“Thanks, Burl. Thanks for everything,” Kat said watching Herbie pick through the candy in the pumpkin.“My pleasure,” Burl said.George. Son of a Bitch! I exclaimed harshly, raising my tone to my most pissed off octave. I drudgingly pulled to the side, head held low with anxiety. I watched the officer bounce out of his cruiser through my mirror. I opened the window; my face winced at the cold and the probability of trouble. “Afternoon ma’am, Massachusetts Coast Security, License and Registration, please.” What did I do, officer? He paused looking at my registration, “I clocked you at 48 miles per hour; this is a 30 mile per. She wiggled them, and as she did I caught them with my mouth one by one to suck on them.I stood and climbed onto the bed, laying the lube down next to her. I squeezed and kissed her thighs, nibbled and licked the insides, and worked my way up like this to the crease of her ass. I opened my mouth wide and sucked on the flesh of her underbun as I squeezed the thick meat of her hips.Having arrived at my destination, I sat up on my knees between her legs and squeezed her thick asscheeks. She cooed. I've known for a long time that I wasn't like the other kids. I wasn't sure exactly how or why until it suddenly occurred to me that while the other girls stood around eyeballing the guys, I was checking out the girls." Just take it slowly, okay?" Sure, Mom. I know you think this is just a phase. Who knows, maybe it is, but I don't think so. Anyway, I'm not worried. I'm me and i happen to like me." So do I, Kiddo," smiled Lynette."I'm not pushing anything. I'm just taking things a day at a time.