I unhooked her bra and those beautiful tits were in my hand, I felt her nipples getting hard by the touch of my fingers, I started kissing her and mov...ing my hand down to her petticoat, and I opened her petticoat too, she was not wearing anything underneath, so I placed my hand on her pussy lips, she opened her legs a bit to give me full access to her pretty pussy, I parted her pussy lips with my fingers and placed a finger inside, she stooped kissing me and started moaning, she closed her eyes. Alma has a little brother, Dennis, and by “little” I mean he’s twenty-three years younger than she is. I don’t know what her folks were thinking when they made him. But then again, they had already been drinking by then.Since then things have gotten a lot worse. Now they’re drunk every day. It’s really sad watching a pair of old people killing themselves with alcohol. Anyway, last year, when Dennis turned fifteen, we decided he had to get out of there, and brought him here to live with us. We. He noticed me looking at him and he smiled. I looked away for fear that he'd think I was staring but he was too good looking to look away for too long. He noticed me looking at him again and I could feel the blush rising to my cheeks. I looked at my watch to see how much time was left until the bus arrived. I wanted to disappear into the crowd but his eyes were locked on me. I couldn't figure out what he saw in me but he seemed transfixed on my every move. I tried to concentrate on my book but. But she knew she wasn’t wrong about him. “You’re an idiot,” she said. “Asshole,” he corrected. “Not to me.” “To you too.” She took a deep breath and let it out. Another. “Have you done any of that since you met me?” Cheers arose from the television as a player ran to a touchdown. He was silent, the only sound the beer rushing through his bottle as he took a swig. Jackie looked at him. “You deserve someone better than me,” he said. “Right.” Shaking her head again, she turned back to.