Ezra treated his friend to a trip to the cinema and then a lunch-cum-dinner but before long it was time to leave. She promised she would be back soon ...nd he watched as she met her mother outside Manchester Piccadilly at five. He had Jenny now, but Jenny wasn't Lydia. No-one was, and that was the problem; her friendship was irreplaceable."Hey Maria. Can I have a blowie?" A voice from the other end of the playground shouted."Is that Maria? I didn't recognise the little slut with her clothes on.. He lay there, passively, enjoying the touch of her fingers on his flesh, the soft hands awakening his skin. She pulled off his shirt and gently stroked his chest, sending waves of desire through it. His erection was plainly visible now. She undid his belt and took his pants off, stroking his legs a little. Finally she pulled off his underwear, already wet from semen that had started to leak.His cock was rock-hard with a****l desire for her. He wanted her, to possess that body, to own it, to. ”We had the same classes all day and sat together for most of them, I was in heaven and for the rest of the day I was a gentleman to her. No teasing, no cock rubbing.I’ll rephrase that a bit, I was a gentleman for the rest of the day until we were walking to her house.At lunchtime, we ate lunch together with Adam and by the first afternoon class he was teasing me because Charlotte was officially my girlfriend and I was going to go to her house after school to do our homework together.Adam was. The women who appear in that, they should be flogged. I soon put an end to that.” Jenny noted the curt smile on the face of the woman she’d been talking to, the moment Ruth turned her face from the conversation; she too could gauge the guarded jealousy in her tone, Jenny’s imagination going immediately to a middle-aged man masturbating freely over a Sophia Loren lookalike, rather than bother with the pompous hag that faced her ... though Jenny thought she’d excite some men with a whip, if only.