“Mom, where is Dad?” I ask, trying not to sound in a hurry. “He ran to the store to grab some things. Why?” she looks at me questioningly. “...ecause I wanted to let him know that Josh and I are gonna grab a bite to eat.” I explained it as casually as I could. If Mom worried, then she’d tell Dad and he’d flip out on me when I got home. “Okay, be careful,” she replies. I nod and run back outside. Josh is waiting on the sidewalk, shifting back and forth. I give him the thumbs up sign and he starts. I said "WATCH"! "When your a man you have a few key areas that you have to wash in the shower" I said "these are all I expect you to give attention to!" I lifted my arm and said "follow suit" He said "ok whatever". I said "first you scrub your armpits" "your a man... well turning into one, your armpits are getting hairy, you have to wash them or your gonna stink!" So he did, with his eyes closed, and hardly standing up. I kinda chuckled to myself. Then I put my hand on his side and said "your. She was arousing fast and it was all said by her silent but bright red eyes. My erection was also enlarging quicker and then she suddenly sat back on the bed with a thump. She was not at all resisting, rather was soon so near me to place my hands on her breast again. With total autonomy I roamed all over, running my fingers over her nipples, shoulders, arms neck and back to nipples and hr naked cleavage. She was again producing some soft moans and her breathing also changed as she was pleasured. "Give me a minute." It's ten minutes, at least. Three cars pass by, but no horns honk, nobody howls at the naked teenager on this rickety porch. I knock again. "Come on in." Inside, it's gloomy-dark, broken only by the glow of the TV. "Let's Make a Deal" is on. (How appropriate!) People shriek and jump up and down on the screen, just to my left. Sam is straight ahead in his recliner, his feet up. His friend Franklin is there on the sofa, as always. He acknowledges me; Sam is focused on the.