Tuesday night KM told me that I would need to stop somewhere on my way home, wait for her to call me and then rush home while Bea was still there (Bea...didn't know about KM's plan for her yet). I stopped at Frank's Place, a little neighborhood bar not far from the house and nursed a few beers while I waited for the call. It came five minutes before closing. I walked into the house and found KM, Lana and Bea sitting on the couch talking. Lana jumped up and came to me, "Good! You're home," she. Wedid house work and I didn't mind helping with the laundry. A boy wouldnever even touch a woman's panties or bra, but I did that and a lot moreand wasn't even embarrassed or afraid someone would think less of me.When Tammy and I were out sunbathing, she asked me about articles in amagazine and really cared about my opinion.I liked the green eye shadow and really thought it would bring out thegreen in Tammy's eyes. A boy couldn't say that to a girl. And to wearthe tights and leotard. OMG, I. As he let them drop, she slid to her knees in front of him. She brushed her lips against the bulge in his boxers, then slid one hand up his thigh inside his shorts. He shuddered as she took gentle hold of his balls and rolled them between her fingers.She pulled his shorts down, and his hard cock sprang up before her face. She kissed his balls, then tugged on them with her hand so that his foreskin pulled partly back. She ran her tongue up the underside of his shaft, flicking across his. Mary Anderson arrived home from high school a very frightened and upset 16 year old. She stumbled into the house and had hardly gotten the front door closed when she burst into tears. She ran upstairs and dropped her school books on her desk. She had not bothered to close the door to her room as she flopped onto her bed.She was still crying her heart out when her brother Bill came home from the dojo where he worked. Bill could not help hearing Mary's crying as he walked past her door headed.