Her eyes change between dark blue to green depending on her mood. Her nail polish on her toes and fingertips continually changes but right now its a ...deep crimson just like her lip gloss. No doubt she's blossoming into a beautiful woman and she loves to dress that way. Sometimes I wonder if she dresses for me deliberately or does it happen by accident?Our life started to change a few months ago. One day I came home in the mid afternoon which was early by my standards. I parked my truck in. Fast schon glücklich darüber . Meine Klit war am Glühen . Meine Schamlippen nass und geschwollen . Meine Finger wussten was sie taten . Ich schloss meine Augen und streichelte mich vor fremden Augen selbst . Ich stöhnte und ließ mich fallen . Es war herrlich . Kurz bevor ich über meine persönliche Klippe kam öffnete ich die Augen . Die Frau kniete vor Weinberg und lutschte seinen Schwanz . Sie sah mich dabei direkt an . Ich keuchte , sah wie sie ihn mit ihrem schönen Kopf fickte . Und sie sah. Get the fuck out, before I beat your ass so hard, people in college are going to ask you why your limping, the voice growled and took a few my steps into my room. I heard footsteps walking away, down the stairs and out the front door. Are you okay? the growling voice from before said, suddenly soft and caring. I looked up from my knees to see Nathan walking towards me. I broke down and began sobbing again. He suddenly was by my side with his arm wrapped around me and kissed my head. A small. Riving back home that night, I really found it difficult to get Diane out of my mind. For the first time since Connie, I had found a girl I really felt attracted to. With Connie, it wasn't so much a physical attraction for her as it was another quality, which I had taken to labeling charisma. With Diane, it was a strong physical attraction, plus the fact I liked her flamboyant and exuberant approach to life. How many girls would have been willing to make the kind of public spectacle of.