As we held hands my mind was racing with dirty, wet & hard fuck images. I rubbed his leg and he rubbed my little hand. I wanted so bad to touch his bi... cock and to rub it tell he cummed on my hand. Sadly, my arms were too short and he was too far away.We finally made it to the movie theater, and it seemed like it was going to be a nice date. My master knows of my sexual, hot & dirty thoughts that race though my mind but I was unsure of his thoughts at the time. We got some pop corn, and worried. Molly was trying to make up for what happened in the kitchen earlier.“You know Molls, you don’t have to play this game with me,” I said as I put my pen down on my desk. “I know why you came down here. I don’t need an explanation as to why you were in the kitchen that way. I was your age once. I know. You were experimenting. I am just sorry it was me that caught you. It would have been better if it had been your mom.”“I don’t think so. Mom would have given me a lecture. I’d never hear the end of. I followed her in without alerting her to my presence. The library was mostly deserted, as was to be expected on a weekend evening. I trailed her at a distance as she made her way toward the stacks in the rear and took note of which aisle she turned into. When it seemed as though she were going to stay there for a while I made my way there, checking each aisle for other people as I did. No one.She had her back to me as I came down the aisle toward her. She was dressed simply in a shapeless gray. Yesterday, I was returning from the shops when I bumped into our neighbour. I’ve always thought he was attractive, in his early forties, tall and fit looking with a naughty glint in his eye: he made me feel as though he was looking at me stark naked. We had chatted occasionally over the hedge but never been alone together. He asked me if I’d like a coffee, and I found myself agreeing and going into his house. Rather than putting the kettle on, he opened a bottle of wine and poured us both a.