It had been about a week since the Peterson’s had moved across the street from my family. Even though their time here has been short, they’ve already proven themselves to be friendly people. The widowed Mrs. Peterson was always inviting me and my wife, Sherri, over for cookies or a quick board game. Wanting to return the hospitality, we invited the Petersons over to join our small family’s annual Fourth of July backyard b...

Chase stood near Peyton; he couldn’t stop looking at her beautiful figure. Even though they had been dating for a few weeks now and had known each other for longer, Peyton continued to refuse to have sex with him. Chase sighed. Her curves were always hidden under large hoodies and baggy jeans. She wouldn’t even let him have a peek under her clothes. Every time Chase sent Peyton a picture of his slightly larger-than-averag...