Even through her blouse and bra, I could feel her hard nipple which I began rubbing and squeezing through all those layers of fabric. Oh, did I get ha...d.She didn't touch me where I was hoping she would and we just did basically the same thing, neck with a nice feel on the outside of her clothing. That was the rest of our summer together.Then the fall came and we were off to college.We talked a lot by phone and email and were able to see each other every three or four weeks and had become very. .. was it... it just felt like the brush of someone’s hand on his crotch.Dave thought nothing further of it... until about thirty seconds later he felt the hand brush his crutch again; this time it seemed the hand had been deliberately angling for his cock. His cock twitched in surprise... again another thirty seconds later the hand appeared again, this time the touch lingered for a little bit longer causing his cock to react accordingly. Dave started glancing around the people nearest to him. Everything came flooding back. I was having a heavy panic attack. I pulled my phone out and dropped it twice before calling emily. "Hell-" "Emily please come to the school..i cant breathe im crying please come help me I feel like im gonna die.." I dropped the phone sobbing and gasping for breath. Finally I heard her. "Where is he?! Where is my baby!Sam!" I heard peyton call for her from a dorm over and they both rushed in. "Baby boy whats wrong??" "Its like im crushed here I remember her..i. " I sighed. The divorce. Not a pleasant thing. "Don't get me wrong, Ronni, because there are two sides to every story, but finding out one day that your wife thinks the grass is greener with an old high school boyfriend ... And tearing your life in half. That's painful." You never talked with me about it, Dave," she said."Why would I? You were a kid. And it's an adult thing." I understand. But now we're talking about relationships. And I'm seventeen, and SOMEBODY oughtta talk to me about this.