Wouldn’t I like to let my fingers slide through those curls? Lucy cuddled up to me and we went to sleep in minutes. There were cultures where this happened. Next she kissed me on the cheek and whispered “do you like that?” Looking at my face she knew the answer. The first cousins issue lay heavily on my mind. It shot with such force, once, twice, three times, that Lucy was even surprised. Then our mothers, moved forward together; a tackle I was thinking! Lucy had seen what was happening and called out “you can do some laps over that side”. We attended different schools. On arrival, I walked in behind Lucy, trying to make myself invisible. Then, our mums came over, gave Lucy a big hug and me a kiss. In no way had they lost their figures. Flashing through my mind was the thought that I might have to get out of here quick-I felt for my car keys. Her breasts looked like they were about to fall out the top. I told Lucy she would have to do it.
