I'd almost forgotten how much energy a healthy twelve-year-old can have.I'd almost forgotten how much energy a healthy twelve-year-old can have. Frightening. She shifted on the couch so her legs were curled and hidden inside the tank-top. Then she shifted and sat sideways, legs stretched out on the cushions. Two minutes later, she was sitting forward on the edge of the couch. Another two minutes and she was sprawled face-down on the couch. Which again revealed the now-damp tee-shirt clinging to her upthrust little buns. I had just finished my salad and was leaning forward from my reading chair, which is at a right angle to the couch, to put the plate on the cocktail table. "Is that all you're going to eat?" I leaned back in my chair. "Angie, tell me a secret." She shrugged. "Sure." "Where did you put all that food? I could barely finish mine and I weigh almost 200 pounds. You went through twice as much food -- in half the time, I would note -- and you weigh...What?" "Seventy-one pounds." She grinned. "I guess I just burn up the calories!" Her eyes went to my crotch, where the sight of her sprawled on the couch had caused an outstanding reaction. "Hmmmm -- and I'm still a little hungry." She licked her lips for effect. It was effective. "Wanna go back in the bedroom?" "Angie..." "C'mon." She started to get up off the couch. The neck of the tank- top dipped and her nipples, hard and inviting, came into view. "C'mon, I'm already getting wet again." "I want to rinse off in the shower, first." She was pulling the tee-shirt over her head while she still sat on the couch. Of course, the shutters were wide open. "Angie! People will see you from across the street." "Guess you better hurry with that shower," she said, pinching one fine little nipple and rubbing her thighs together. "Angie!" "Watch this." She rolled sideways, lay back full-length on the couch and then did a slow-motion sit-up. When she stopped, her forehead was on her knees. She parted her legs, reached between with both arms and grabbed her calves. Then she rolled onto her back, hooked her elbows behind her knees and balanced on her butt, rocking. |