My head is still spinning from how quickly the relationship between my 21 year old daughter and myself has changed. Just one short month ago, we hardly knew one another - now, she's the closest friend I've ever had - and so much more. Stephanie walked in the front door of her house, her uniform soaking wet from the rain. She shivered as she dropped her back pack on the floor and walked across the floor, her mary jane heels clicking across the floor.
James was a carpenter and a damn good one. He had been the shop foreman in a custom door and cabinet factory for seventeen years. Then came the housing crash of He watched his seniority, benefits, and retirement all go down the drain along with the economy. He was still bitter about the factory closing and because of his resentment he had struggled to keep work in the years since.
It was a normal Friday and I had just came home from School. I started to walk up the stairs and he came up behind me and dug his face in my ass to get a sniff. I dropped my bag on the floor and flung my shoes across the room, before flopping onto the bed. Just thinking about it was turning me on. I had to do something about it.
Mandy woke up with a start as the thunder crashed and lightning flared through her window. It was so loud she was standing beside her bed before she realized she had gotten up. The first thing she thought of was that she was much too old to be afraid of lightning and thunder.