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Sally-Ann's Rain Man
Date: 9/23/2017, Categories: Fiction, Author: beagle9690, Rating: 76.9, Source: sexstories.com
of my swish-flops, hitting me occasionally but never in the face, always on my butt. Beanie was up high on top of Grandma’s Wardrobe, well out of the way, watching us, her tail twitching and I swear if a cat could smile, Beanie was doing it. Thomas somehow always managed to get behind me...wow he is fast when he wants to be. He was laughing as we ran all through the house, teasing me by telling me I hit like a girl as I chased him outside and around the house and then inside again. I dare say if he were to hit me hard instead of playfully lightly, it would hurt. Apparently Thomas is not a man afraid of spontaneous silliness or just good plain fun! What a nice time we’re going to have at the Renaissance Fair tomorrow. I spent my teen years after sixteen with young men in their twenties to early thirties with money and fast cars who imagined themselves cool and sophisticated. I emulated them and the older woman surrounding them to fit in. They would have dismissed me as a silly child if I did this with them. Instead of leaving home, it is times like this that I wish I had moved in with Grandma Beanie to finish High School and then college to be with people my own age. It ended when Thomas suddenly grabbed me around the waist and bringing me back to the bedroom to sit on the bed to down beside him. Thomas took my hands and kissed them, first one and then the other, “You’re incredible, baby, not to mention delicious, succulent and sweet…sweeter than the nectar of the most ...