” I put my hands on his chest, feel his heart pounding beneath them, and push gently as I take a dainty step forward forcing him to reciprocate wit...h a backward movement. I raise myself onto tiptoe, lower my voice to a whisper, my mouth inches from his ear, and the skin of my cheek caressing his.“We either slice it off or we need to make you cum and seeing as neither of us has a blade ...” My nerveless hands find his belt.Clara Bow, skirt hoisted at her waist, panties around her ankles,. It's just the boyfriend/girlfriend part that's changed. And I gave her my paper route. I guess I need to find another job." Wow!" Dad said. "Are you all right, Son?" Yeah. I'm all right now. Mostly." I was blindsided. My sister had me wrapped in her arms and she was crying. I patted her on the back. She was so schizoid. She sniffed a little and then went back to her plate and shoveled in more blueberry waffle."Mostly?" Mom said after the interruption."Yeah. I hurt, Mom. I don't mean my heart. I would have known better, if I’d have stopped to think about all this, but my hormones wanted nothing to do with stopping and thinking.I grabbed my camera and hustled down to my mother’s bedroom. I don’t know what I expected, but it wasn’t to see her just sitting on the edge of her bed, waiting for me. She had this funny sort of look on her face, like she was a little confused, or something.“I have to load the camera,” I said, stupidly. She just looked at me.Two minutes later I was standing. His name passed my lips, soft as a prayer, and just as pure and needy. “Adam fuck…yes…like that…touch me there…”I let my eyes drop and he was there again, his gaze intent on my pussy, watching my sex glistening in the low light. The flame was almost extinguished from the lone candle on my table, the lights turned down in my living room, but enough he could see my need. He pushed himself downwards, his hands grasping my hips, wrapping tightly, squeezing my soft skin, and I let another gasp ring.