I was nearly paralyzed with the fear that she would notice the contact, find it inappropriate, and chide me, or herself, or the two of us, for allowin... it. Even worse, she might come to think me a lustful pervert—which, of course, I was, but she didn’t know that. (Did she?) At last, we finished our discussion of her paper and what she could’ve done to improve it. She rose from the chair beside me, and her knee broke its contact with me. She gave no indication that she’d even noticed anything. And so then I didn’t know wat came over me but I opened the door and walked right up to bobby. He was astonished and was fumbling all over the place, he couldn’t pick up the porn he was masturbating too. He was just looking at me and I looked at him and looked down at his full boner. He was just sitting there, and I was just standing there. Oh I was so horny, seeing his cute little body just sitting there with a boner. Like I said he had not gone through all of puberty but he had some ball. He bought me several glasses of wineand, after about two hours I was feeling it.I showed him a bunch of pics on my phone and we made small talk for a while,eventually our conversation turned to fetishes and dressing. He asked me ifI was wearing my pantyhose and panties under my jeans, which I was, it was arequirement to get him to agree to our date. He reached under the bar andsqueezed my knee and told me it was time to leave. I had serious knots inmy stomach, was I really going through with. I woke up and was grossed out by the smell and the taste. I yelled, ewhh, what are you doing? He was fascinated seeing me naked for the first time. With my mosquito nipples popping out he was amazed and kept staring. I said, take a picture, itll last longer. Dumbfounded, he said, why are you naked. In my mind I told myself not to tell him, so I lied saying, it was hot last night so I took a bath, I probably fell asleep. He just laughed and said, cmon lets go get breakfast. Walking to the.