He just needs to forget her and move on!”“No, he is not in ‘dumb boy’ mode at all. He does need to move on, but he doesn’t need to forget he...r any more than he needed to forget Jennifer. Or Birgit. They are all part of who he is. Listen to me! Lay off! Now! If you don’t, you’re going to alienate your brother. And that’s something I never thought possible! Is that what you want?”“No,” Stephanie said, softly.“Then be Bethany’s friend. Do you think she decided this on a whim? Do you think she. Then she hugged him, displacing me a little, but that was OK. I wanted Danny to be comfortable. No, that’s talking around it. I wanted him so turned on he’d spray the wall when the moment came.Their kiss went on for what seemed like a long time. I’d moved back in to hug Danny as close as possible, and I couldn’t resist the urge to put one hand between us and rub his bottom. I even let one finger drift down between his cheeks and all the way in between. He knew where I was heading. When I got. Out of the blue I asked her if she wanted I could help her. She smiled and told me that that would be awesome and if I could just paint her nails for her she would be greatful.I got up and sat on the coffe table and she then put her one foot on my thigh to be painted and the other she slide between my legs pressing onto the edge of the table. This really made my cock stur. As I painted her one foot I could feel her toes on the other foot wiggling in my crotch. It was very hard to concentrate on. He had been looking at her. She was a pretty girl, with her red hair and sweet curves. He couldn't help getting a little turned on by her display of her body in that thing she was wearing. "I was just going to listen to some music." She turned it on. "Here, sit with me. Don, you need to relax. I won't bite." She giggled. "I know you won't bite, little girl. But I might." She laughed and touched his thigh as he sat down next to her. She rubbed it a little, then sipped her beer and grinned. Don.