Matthew took a deep breath in response. He shook Serge by the elbow again. He sounded scared and his angel matched the look. His devil just looked lik...e she was about to laugh. I couldn't understand what was happening. I asked."What is The Forefront Foundation?" It wasn't perhaps the most important question. I figured if we could get answers he was ready for, we could soon get answers we needed."It's a charity," Matthew seemed to find some steady ground, "They--We raise money for girls and young. Or, maybe it was the other way around.Anyway, back home, my friends had constantly teased me about how hot she was. It embarrassed the hell out of me, because I always felt a bit of jealousy every time they talked about her. They were trying to rile me up when they talked about how big her boobs were, or how hot her butt looked in jeans, but the truth was that I'd noticed the same thing.Over the last couple of years, I'd been noticing it a lot more. At various times, I'd felt so dirty and. ’ ‘Everyone is a little clumsy every now and then,’ he said, with a smile. ‘You are Sarah, right?’ I glanced at Cherri’s surprised face. ‘Yes,’ I said. ‘Sarah Logan.’ We stared for a moment. Cherri nudged me, knocking our eyes out of contact. ‘Um, I better get going,’ I said. ‘I’ll see you later.’ ‘I hope so,’ he said, catching me, again, by surprise. Later that evening, while I was helping my mother with supper, the doorbell rang. My mother went to answer it and a few moments later, came back. "Can I come in?" She giggled slightly and moved to the side so I could step in.The warm air rushed over me, much to my relief."Jesus it's cold." Yeah," she said, closing the door. "I heard there was supposed to be a storm."I sat down on her plush couch, a blood red, and tried to warm myself by the fire. It was warm and bright, just what I needed."Want some coffe?" She asked."Sure. Still have any of that mint stuff?" I'll go check."I watched as she shuffled toward the kitchen, her perfect ass.