I was at a restaurant late at night, where I had stopped to take a break from my long, solo road trip to see my family. I pulled my hair back into a s...de ponytail and zipped up my green jacket. I took a sideways step, trying to conform the tampon I had just inserted in myself to fit my comfort zone. I was applying some chap stick when a woman emerged from a stall, zipping up her Miss Me jeans that were a bit too small.I didn't give her much acknowledgement until she slapped my ass, winked at. I knew he would be tempted and i wasn't going to allow him to touch me anymore.David gently held my hand on his hard cock still protruding from his undies, Without realising what i was doing i squeezed his cock gently, enjoying memories of when i was dating his father“David we have to stop this, youre my homestay, and you mother would be very angry”“But it just aches so much there” he groanedMy fingers encircled his shaft and I slowly began to masturbate his cock, wanting to relieve his ache. We were just talking and holding hands, until we found a nice quiet playground. I sat in a swing and he started pushing me. It was so romantic. This boy drove me crazy, always knowing all the right words to say.He suddenly stopped pushing me, walked around to be in front of me, and grabbed the chains of the swing.He looked me square in the eyes and said "I love you. Thanks for the best birthday."I had said it to him before, but it was his first time saying it to me. I felt my knees buckle as I. "Shoo, Nicola, before I get you to do the washing up AND the drying." That's not fair; I always do the dirty jobs!" Go away, now." OK, see you later."With that, Nicola ran from the room."And shut the door!" Yes Mummy Dear."The door shut quietly and Mrs Bright came over and sat on the bed."How do you feel, Katie?" A bit tired and weak. What happened?" Don't you remember?"Then it all came flooding back. How that horrible man Mr Jackson had saidhateful things about me and made me run away. I.