"They told him thanks, and they'd cancel the lookout for the Mustang.The older one tossed a twenty on the table. "That's for your breakfast." How can ...I repay you?" I asked in earnest."Get her the hell out of the state as fast as you can, then file foradoption so they can't ship her back here." he tipped his hat and theystarted to leave.Samantha jumped up and hugged him, crying, "Thank you. I'll be a reallygood girl, I promise."He leaned down a bit on eye level with her. "I've always known you. "Now, Tommy, you aren't ever going to tell anyone about this, right? Not ever?"I shook my head."We really need to get you out of these clothes, Tommy," she whispered and she helped me up and pulled off my teeshirt, then pulled down my shorts and briefs at the same time."Well, well, look at this," she said as she slid her hand under my dick and lifted it slightly. "You're pretty big for an eighth grader. Nice," and she gave it its first squeeze from a female hand."Um, I'm not in the eighth. They should shower first shethought. Her skin was moist and sticky, the evening was nearly as hot as the day had been. She could smellthe musky, woman-scent of herself drifting up. Herarmpits were wet and, as if to underline the facts, adrop of sweat trickled down into her bra. There werestill tiny pieces of grass on her forearms from themowing. Damn it, she was a mess - but oh god, sohorny. She squirmed on the chair and clamped herthighs together as if to keep her heat from pouringout.She was. She understood my feelings and asked me what more I wanted from her. I was hoping she would ask me this. I wanted to see her nude. She was hesitant at first but seeing my lust for her, she agreed. I created a common email id to which both of us had the login details. Whenever she took nudes of herself, she went to that id and self mailed those photos. And I visited that id regularly whenever I felt like masturbating.Catherine was a little short compared to my height(5’8ft) but a little chubby.