The outcome of all her hard work, sweat, and more than a few tears, was that Josie was the proud owner of a pristine 1969 Ford Mustang with a Winter B...lue exterior, a Medium Blue Deluxe interior, and a white convertible top. As often as the girl talked about it, Sarah still had the car’s description down pat. Truthfully, all Sarah cared about at the time were the looks she and Josie got when they went cruising.But that all changed when one Sergeant Richard Hernandez of the New Mexico State. His name was Justin and he had the cutest wavy hair she had ever seen on a boy in her whole life.Her new foster friend Angela explained to her that Justin was "off limits" and was her own personal property. Sally had to smile when she heard that. Angela was talking about the cute boy as if she owned him lock, stock, and barrel.When they were up in their bedroom that night, Angela showed her the assortment of knickers she wore to school. They were all cut the same and seemed a little smaller. Connor!"As it turned out, I was wearing a simple navy cotton dress that barely made it to the top of my knees and wide straps over my shoulders. "Does Kara let you see her boobs?" I asked as I started rubbing his cock."Uh, yes, Mrs. Connor." Would you like to see mine?"He didn't answer."Just pull my dress off my shoulders." I hadn't put a bra on since i wasn't going anywhere tonight."Mre. Connor ..." and he did just that, staring at my tits like they were the Virgin Mary herself. "They're big.". "Ah, you don’t have to do that." "But you helping me out," I replied. "That’s the least I can do." "Well, I was just going home, and I would be eating alone again," she said with a little girl smile on her face. "That would be nice." We pulled up in front of this little diner that looked like it served the best grease in town, climbed down and went in. After some small chat, a couple of burgers, her with a coke and me sweet ice tea, I paid the bill and we were on our way. Back in truck, I.