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At DFW the International Arrival waiting area has a long window so that people waiting for loved ones can see their party walking down the hallway. Yvette was smiling when he returned his gaze to her eyes. Ric’s mother began to open her passenger side door, when she realized her son was opening the rear passenger door for Yvette. She looked up at Ric demurely and said ‘thank you’ to him, speaking French. Ric’s mother told her nice that she hoped everything would be fine, and how much she missed her baby sister. After Carl and his son had wrestled all of Yvette’s luggage into the house Marge had suggested that Rick and Yvette take the bags upstairs and that Ric show Yvette to her room and get her situated. “Back home Ma’ma wouldn’t let me date before my 15th birthday” Yvette started.

Ric and his parents had a lengthy wait after the Air France non-stop had arrived, until the Passengers cleared customs. thank you for having me.” Yvette then introduced the Flight Attendant to her Aunt. She stepped forward and into him, grasping his biceps in each hand. you’re quite the specimen” she said in a heavy French accent. Marge chuckled at her son’s gentlemanly gesture of opening the door for his cousin . The minute Ric heard that he came to the realization that in 15 minutes he’d determined that this girl was both driving him crazy with her mannerisms . Ric had told himself that he needed to ‘get hold of himself’. It took two trips for Ric to get everything up the stairs and on the second trip Yvette went up the stairs ahead of him with her roll-away bag. “There was this guy that worked at this shop where all of us kids hung out .

or if you live in one of the God-forsaken States that bans possessing/reading such material . It’s taken a long time to write – while raising two precocious teen daughters and a son. I’ve spell-checked and re-read the chapters multiple times. at least in so far as half of the girls at school threw themselves at him.

Agencies or law-enforcement organizations are not to utilize this work product in any way. [I just can’t seem to write without a lot of detail and back-story] It has the main story, the back story, lots of detail, enough sex to satisfy almost everyone and some humor.

Unbeknownst to him, his father secretly felt the same way, as he and Ric’s mother, were still disagreeing about taking in ‘trouble’ as Ric’s father referred to Yvette. As Yvette stepped back she felt Ric trembling as she held his biceps . Carl and Ric wrestled the luggage to the waiting Town Car. When she had leaned in to greet him earlier, she caught a faint scent, but she could not place it. She still wondered why he was shaking when she kissed his cheek. Ric held the door for Yvette as she seated herself in the car. As she began to slip into the car, he watched her knees automatically expecting a show, what with a mini skirt that short! Yvette started going into town on Friday nights with Ric to hang out at the Dairy Queen with the ‘Mob’. On the drive back to the ranch Yvette asked Rick what he and the other boy had gotten so riled about. “Not much” Ric replied, “some sort of guy trouble I heard.” Yvette started to tear up and said “Yea, it was some kind of trouble alright! Anyway, this guy kept hitting on me and one day he asked me out. “We got more and more into each other and he started to push me to DO stuff with him.” Ric swore he saw Yvette blush a little.

With TSA rules, people meeting incoming passengers can’t get anywhere near the arrival gates. thank you for letting me visit”, as she kissed him on his cheeks also. Ric had been observing all this, and listening to the girl’s French accented English left Ric infatuated already. He could not help himself he let his eyes dart from her face, to her chest. The sheer blouse which so clearly displayed her lacy undergarment on the side, had two large pockets on the front, strategically placed over her boobs, making the frontal view of the blouse much more modest. Yvette could not help but notice the bulging biceps, taught stomach and broad chest Ric displayed under the tight long-sleeve tee shirt he wore. The luggage all crammed in the trunk, Ric’s father unlocked the doors and began to slide into the driver’s seat. Yvette daintily slid onto the rear seat, keeping her knees glued together and thus precluding any showing of girl-things that should not be shown. Chapter 4 The drive from DFW back to the ranch was a long one. Much of the conversation was about Yvette’s mother, Marge’s sister, who Yvette volunteered was having a very hard time after her long-time boyfriend had suddenly left her for another woman. Ric’s reply was that “it wasn’t anything” and he tried to let the subject drop. “I heard some of the nasty stuff that boy said about me, Ric. ” “Wanna tell me about it” Ric ask, trying very hard not to be pushy, but at the same time dying of curiosity. “Anyway, to the point, one day my mom came home early from work, walked into my bedroom and found me dressed only in a pair of panties giving Stephan .

“So Ric, as I was saying, your Aunt Barbara is having a difficult time right now, and she asked if Yvette could come stay at the ranch with us for a while. is she staying I mean” was the only thing Ric asked. “She’ll be here at least through the end of summer, then she’ll have to get back to school.” “Isn’t she in school now” Ric wanted to know. Ric remembered Yvette as a bean-pole of a girl, stringy blonde hair and what he remembered most was her being a sullen, whiney little girl. ’ Chapter 3 The drive from the ranch to Dallas - Fort Worth International Airport was long and the day was unusually warm for early April. I need to pull my weight around here” Yvette smiled back. These were obviously things she hadn’t taken in France. Ric had told them forcefully not to talk that way about Yvette. but I do appreciate you defending my honor.” As she finished, Ric was sure he saw her blush. “Well” Ric said after a long pause, “that sucks getting caught by your mama, but lots of girls in these parts are having sex with their boyfriends by your age.” Ric was trying to defuse the fact that she was obviously very traumatized over the incident.

As Carl left the room, Marge gave him a withering stare. What was this about his cousin being in bed with a 22-year-old guy, he wondered? Yvette and his Aunt Barbara came to the US to live after her father’s death and lived in their town. He couldn’t remember exactly what his parents had said some 4 years earlier, but Ric seemed to remember that his Aunt was rich! ‘Just what I need, a rich, whiney, cousin hanging around all summer! Yvette approached Ric about helping her with English (diagramming sentences and English structure) and US History. On a couple of occasions Ric caught a couple of the guys making rude comments about how they would love to get into Yvette’s panties. ” Yvette teared up again, remembering the incident. “The irony was” she continued, “that Stephan was pushing me to have sex with him .

Perhaps he was just the strong silent type, but he was a wreck around girls when in a one-on-one situation.

However, these days it didn’t seem like most of his friends had defined dates; Rather, Ric would take his dad’s pickup truck into town on Friday nights (now that football season was over) and hang out with his friends at the local Dairy Queen.

Besides his biggest interest these days was trying to figure out how to lose his virginity. “Ric, I overheard him saying that to your mom one night .

Living on the ranch, and being expected to carry his own weight, he was expected to fulfil his routine of daily chores, keep up his school work, and pursue his interest in varsity football and the Martial Arts.

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