It was a shame she gave such a sour first impression. Debbie was a babe. She was going to be a heartbreaker. She had a cheerleader body, tight and com...pact. Her breasts were already a decent orange-sized pair on her developing body. And her dark complexion was obviously natural. Darrell was mixed race and his genes showed in both kids, without being as dark. He was running a small, but profitable, construction company and it showed in his physique. At six feet tall, there wasn’t an inch of fat. When you're smaller and lighter than everybody else, and still looking for your first home run since seventh grade, you do your best to stay strong and healthy. I'd worked out all through the off season -- not so much to gain strength as to ensure that I maintained my foot speed.I also worked tirelessly on my fielding. Unfortunately, I'm not exactly a Gold Glove candidate at second base. I've got good-enough hands and can make the pivot, but I lack range as a fielder, and my throwing arm is. Her beautiful eyes were glittering. She took a gulp to acknowledge this new found tingly feeling in her body. She could feel her divine wine trickling down the valley between legs and her mound underneath had got totally wet.I caressed her waist and kissed her again. Slowly pushing my hand beneath her top. My palm came in contact with her bare skin as my finders traced their way to her navel. I played with her navel while sucking her lips and kissing her neck. I sucked her earlobes and she went. You can almost pinpoint the exact second that the hug changes from a greeting to a prelude to seduction. As I pull from the hug, you don’t let me get too far from within your arms – you are overwhelmed by how delicious I smell which delights me – I love to smell good. The look in your eyes changes from friendly and expectant to wanting and craving – I can feel the change inside my body as my pulse quickens and my breathing becomes irregular – you pull me closer and whisper in my ear, ‘I have.