” I stopped and looked at her. We were standing in the middle of the sports field about fifty feet in front of the wall, but it was forgotten now, a...backdrop to this moment.“That’s the point, Kate. We all make mistakes when we’re young. It’s having friends—and lovers—who believe in us that assures our survival. We just say thank you and try again.”“Thank you,” she whispered. We started walking again and I asked her more about how her creative vision had changed over the summer. She was anxious. Then he kissed her good night ... a fairly quick, almost savage pressing of his lips to hers, pushed and twisted her, and slapped her on her right rump. The crack of his hand on her tender flesh was loud in the silence.“Oww!” she yipped.“Shhhh!” He grinned, opened the door, and left her standing there, rubbing her butt cheek.It was the distraction of something wet, running down her inner thigh that made her reach down for the panties he’d thrown on the floor. She pressed them to her sex and. I heard his footsteps again and I inhaled and exhaled slowly. Troain, he called, his voice sounded like he was far away. Can you come in my room for a sec? I nervously opened my door and made my way to his room. I gave a soft knock and stepped inside. He was still in his towel and his body was slightly wet from the shower, he was rummaging in his closet looking for something. Sit down on the futon, he said in a calm, loving voice. I slowly sat feeling very suspicious. He then found what he was. Feeling like he was sixteen again and experiencing pussy around his cock for the first time, Sam pressed harder, forcing the swollen head and an inch or two of shaft into Julie’s sleeping cunt.He paused there, waiting for any reaction from his sleeping wife, but the only thing that happened was that Julie gave a soft snore and pressed the side of her face a little deeper into her pillow. Emboldened, Sam slowly pulled back until just the head of his dick remained inside Julie’s slippery warmth.