Daniel was a little unsure what to do with this hand, since it waspresented to him in a way women offer their hand for some kind of handkiss.He finall... took her hand carefully between the thumb and index fingerof his right hand and bowed a little - he nearly made a full curtsey."Daniel Sommer, my pleasure," he said, blushing instantly at thethought of saying his real name. However, he could not grasp clearthoughts in her presence. His eyes could not get enough of her. Pitchblack hair cut. " Besides, Michelle thought, nobody would believe that she had met a thirteen-year-old boy who didn't masturbate."Look, I don't mean to go against what you mother has told you, but from everything I've studied, I can say that masturbation is perfectly natural for a young boy, or girl. It's part of learning about your body. But if your mother says no, then I guess you have to listen to her." But you don't agree with her. Maybe mother doesn't always know right, is that what you're trying to. Over and over. Up and down. Faster and faster. I fucked myself hard on the pole. I screamed when I came. I lowered myself down on the pole exhausted and covered in sweat. I didn’t know what I was going to do. I started to cry. A million thoughts were running through my mind. I wondered if I would get arrested when the sun came up and I was found. A light came on in a house behind the store on the second floor. I saw someone standing at the window. He looked out but didn’t see me. I waved trying. I’ve been waiting behind the building for about 5 minutes when Frank walks out. He smiles as he sees me, and walks over, resting his hand on my shoulder. “My car’s in there” He says simply leading me into the car park.We walk towards the car park and up into the second level, before we reach his car. Once we get to his car, he stops gesturing me to come to the driver’s side. He looks around, and once he’s happy that no one is around, he puts his hand on my shoulder once again.Smiling wide,.