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All of the girls were in the balcony laughing at...

the way he ran his fingers through his somewhat long hair. He and his father had done their lawn since she was eight years old. She was smitten with him the first time he came out.

She was a woman now and she knew what she wanted. When she went out for the swim team she was afraid her breasts would shrink from such a workout. Now as she leaned over the balcony with the girls from her team she would occasionally look downward to catch a glimpse of her ample breasts, pushed upward by her padded bra. She wished he'd look up at her and wave, or smile, just something, anything.

She giggled and leaned into one of her friends and whispered something that caused them to erupt in girlish laughter... He was their entertainment and they were enjoying every moment of their voyeurism.

"Candace Joanne Wright, what have I told you about bothering Rogelio and his son while they are working!" her mother didn't have a clue, she thought.

The girls scattered and pretended to be busy, picking up pillows for the balcony furniture, gathering the glasses of iced tea Anita had brought up for them. She didn't budge though; she just leaned over the balcony, rested her upper body over the ledge and blew lavish kisses at him in her mind...

Posted by tess03 on 2008-04-09 14:09:13 | Rating:

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		hey why does it have to be a mexican man. did you have a good looking guy cutting your yard mrs g do i have to tell your husband? umm its good.
Posted by fluffyman_08 on 2008-04-21 21:29:58