They seemed to know each other, and she laughed at something he said. After a few minutes I limped over to a chair and sat down.We were heading to the...car when I nudged him. “Hey, my leg is bothering me. Think you can drive us back?”“Seriously? Yeah, of course! You’ll have to...”“No, not seriously!” I smiled. “C’mon, you think I’d let you drive? You’re 14. Who was that girl?”“Carly Stimple. She’s hot, right? We’re going to come back here on Saturday and then maybe go mini-golf.”“Steel City. She could still hear moaning and combined with the visual she'd just seen Lola was getting really hot, she reached down and felt her knickers, wetness was seeping through the flimsy lace material. With the lights off Lola thought she'd be safe if she peeked her head above the window sill to watch, just a little. Passion and heat hit her in a wave as she locked eyes onto them again. He was magnificent, sweat making his body glisten as he pumped hard into her supple tanned body, he had her held. It slipped up between her legs up over her unbelievably throbbingclitoris and between her undeniably soaking lips, parting them ready toslip into her.She gasped a half nooo and a half moan. In her head she was screamingno, no ,no, not in front of my son, no please, stop, don't. Oh but shecouldn't stop, the wriggle of her bum, the strap on her wriststightening and pulling her arms straight as she attempted to pull awayin a last defence against his teasing invasion.Peter had his mums warm wet. As he entered he saw his mothersitting in the room. His football coach was also there as well as awoman he didn't know."Ryan, go ahead and sit down," Pricipal Stevens said, "I asked yourmother to join us as well as Tom and Ms. Jacobs." What's this about Mr. Stevens?" Ryan asked."First of all, we all understand the journey that you are about to takeand we are here to be your counsel and support throughout yourtransition." Look Mr. Stevens, I really don't need any of this. I'm fine ok? I justwant.