“Any of her clothes, and things… Of course I won’t,” I told her, holding her tight and comfortingly stroking my fingers through her hair. XXX Fifteen years, Ben. God, Jules, I’m sorry, I…” I didn’t know what else to say. “Yay, me!” I chuckled into her lips. that, I just consider marks of my success.”
“Ugh, stupid boy!” she shook her head at me, and I think the disgust she was showing was at least mostly feigned, from her smile. I’m assuming you’re not on your period, right? “If you just play a bit while we make out, it won’t take long.”
“Gladly!” she kissed me, deep and hard. But tonight… Both sets of the girls’ grandparents did as much as they could, of course, but they all had jobs of their own,
