I still couldn’t miss noticing how her skirt swished around her thighs as she stood up; they both shuffled forwards and turned to reach up for their... shopping bags from the rack above and I was given a very quick glimpse of her lacy white thong separating the cheeks of her fit peachy bum. Damn, my determination to not look again was broken without thinking and within a split second.They left and joined the back of the queue of passengers in the aisle waiting for the train to stop so they could. He put the bra down for a second and took her breasts in his hands, rubbing, kneading and weighing the soft fleshy mangoes as if they were some tropical fruit and he was testing the ripeness."What nice mangoes you have daughter !" he said, "I bet they made a lot of Muslim cream for your c***dren didn't they...fine sucking nipples!" My nipples are none of your concern !" she answered.Though not stopping him pull and roll the fat brown teats round and round in his fingers...There she stood, half. So I figured, what the fuck? Still a couple hours before the old lady got home from work. So, Kyle had Steve come into the living room and I handed him the pipe, but Steve waved a hand at me and said he only liked to do lines. I had to laugh at his openness about it, so I got my sack out and put some onto the table, crushed it and chopped it up int o a fat line. Steve rolled up a dollar bill from his wallet and real fast snorted up the whole thing, then thrusting his head back. Oh shit, this is. "Something in the serious tone of her father's voice upset the girl. "Daddy, what is it? Is it Mom?" Despite the only periodic contact Lorraine had with her daughter, Angel still worried about her welfare."What? Oh no honey, sorry. Your grandmother and I were talking about you yesterday and she told me I needed to talk with you." What about?" Your social life – or rather, your lack of it." Daddy, I have friends, I go out ... "Thomas put up his hand. "According to your grandmother – and I concur.