Comfy?" I shivered again. "No." He shook his head and grabbed a hold of each pant leg by my feet. "No, Please." He grinned as he pulled my pants off e...asily. He pulled out a knife and I went still and didn't breath. 'Oh, fuck, is this guygonna kill me?' I thought shaking. "Please, please don't hurt me?" He raised an eyebrow. "Oh, this? No, this is just to get rid of the restof your clothes. I'm not a murderer girlie." I relaxed a bit, atleast I wasn't going to die. "Be careful not to move much,. The man touches her arm, no need to go we’re very quiet today so no one else is here, he smiles again, ‘hang on one second’ he says and disappears back out into the store, returning a minute later he walks passed Alice and leads the way towards the back of the store room. ‘Aren’t you worried someone might come in the shop?’ she asks him ‘No, I’ve locked the door’ he tells her as he turns into an aisle.Surprised at his answer Alice stops for a second and then has to hurry to catch up. Stopping. Mom held Andrea cradled in one arm while she sucked an exposed nipple."What's wrong, Amy?" mom asked with a chuckle. "You look shocked." I…well, I just hadn't seen…you know…" I stammered."It's called breastfeeding, dear," mom grinned. "It's how I fed you when you were this age. In fact, I seem to recall that you enjoyed it." I was a baby, mom," I said a little disgustedly. Then, in spite of myself I laughed. "Besides, I think I can handle solid foods, now." Oh, that's a shame," mom said with a. ."In truth, it was more than that -- I just didn't want to admit it to myself.My name's Jake. I'm 18, but you wouldn't think it -- most people take me for 15, tops. I've never had to shave a day in my life -- I barely have leg or arm hair, even, and only a fluffy tuft "down there." To say I didn't play sports was really an understatement -- I'd have gotten creamed. I always hated playing rough, and hated getting dirty at all; I guess you could say I was a bit prissy. Add to that the fact that I.