.”Gemma stopped at that point mid-sentence then turned to face Keith. She puffed her cute little breasts out towards him and continued with, “ ......and do you like my little titties Mr Keith-from-the-river?”Keith Poata once again found himself at a loss for words. It wasn’t everyday that he had a fifteen year old girl asking him to give an appraisal of her ‘titties’.Keith gave another nervous swallow before turning to look down at the girl’s puffy breasts. They indeed were very cute. The skin. ”“Uh huh?”“I’ve really enjoyed this time together.”“Good! I was afraid you’d be bored.”“Not bored. I actually felt useful.”“And you were. I got a lot more done thanks to your efforts.”“Um...” Long pause. “I ... can we keep in touch?”“I was hoping we would. In fact, I was going to ask if you wanted to ride back to Sheffield with me.”“Oh!” Pause. “Er ... actually, Jessica asked if I would go to stay with her, at least until I decide on what I’ll be doing. I’d like to come with you, but I. Did I notice some lust in her eyes and a faint smile there for a moment?.I stood by the toilet and decided to leave the door open, I couldn’t care less and I was still a bit groggy anyway.Took me a while to finish and just before I shook the last drops, I noticed Celia, standing in the doorway, staring at my cock still dripping.“you guys must have had a wild date, how come I wasn’t invited, would have loved to see how in such a short time you changed from a nervous shy person to a an obvious. For what seemed like minutes, she stood there staring blindly out of the window, watching students spill out of the building across the street. Some stoop shouldered, disappointed and grim, others half skipping with the bounce of springtime in their airy steps. For a brief she imagined where she would be, what she would be doing, and whether she would be happy had she not married Dr. Carl Dexter. A stewardess flying to Australia, maybe? A model on the cover of Vogue? ‘Uh, Mrs. Dexter,.