As we walk, Kayla suddenly takes my hand. It figures that this mysterious, brilliant girl would live in THAT building. BeePorn I should have known she would have classy tastes. I hated my own mother with a passion. You could have stuck a fork in me..I was done! Through an email, of course, because I haven’t been permitted to have my so-called “mother’s” telephone number in years. Suddenly Kayla lifts up a bit off the couch, pulling her panties almost all the way down around her ankles. My hand grips her little ass, rubbing it as the kiss deepens. This all took place in the fall, and that is one of the things I remember about that time–going about my business, walking outside and feeling the air grow chilly and the skies turn grey on many days.
