"No -- not your catching. I'm talking about... not about baseball. Eddie's love for you; his feelings about you. That's catching!... Contagious, I mea...n! By the time the game was over, I was feeling the same way about you as Eddie does." Brotherly love?" Well." She laughed, again. I loved her laugh. God, I really liked this girl! "Not exactly like brotherly love," she said. "... Or sisterly, either!" So, you're saying Little Brother is trying to line me up with a girlfriend?" Yes. And he's good. She asked me to let her know if I change my mind. I took and shower and shaved nice and close. I trimmed my pubic hair nice and short. I slipped into a button-down shirt, white slacks and sandals, leaving the underwear in the drawer. Being an older gentleman I wanted to make a good appearance. I got into the car and drove to the local pharmacy to pick up some condoms and then went looking for her home. Once I found it, I called her number to let her know I was outside. She told me to come on. Her nails scratched down my bare belly leaveing drops of blood and red marks that take days to fade.She gets to her feet and pulls on my jeans button so hard she raises my whole body off the bed!But the button doesn't pop.... I come to my senses just enough to quickly undo it and the zip , then get flung around by this tiny but strong girl as she tips me on my head while desperately ripping my jeans off , then throwing them away.My underware had almost come off in the tugging so they quickly. I asked mom why they weren’t all hot like her. Mom said “some were hand or leg models. Some might just be hair models, and by the way, thanks for thinking I’m hot.”I blushed at hearing my own words. I had to look away as my face turned red. My mom was always in my jack off fantasies. My cock dripped more precum from mom’s teasing around the house than I want to think about. She would walk around the house with only a dressing gown so she wouldn’t mess up her hair or make up. Even when she had a.