Lisa and I both knew it wasn’t ever serious between us. It had to end sometime.”“You’re taking it really well. When Kelly dumped you were a me...s.”“Yeah, but I wasn’t in love with Lisa.”“And you were in love with Kelly?”I nodded.“Weren’t you a bit young to be in love? You were what, sixteen?”“You can be in love at sixteen. It’s the fiercest type of love, the kind that burns the strongest. Trouble is that it rarely lasts.”Clarissa thought about this while we walked then asked, “So how old do you. I stood with my hands clasped in front of me as he walked around me, looking me up and down. "It suits you," he said as he inspected me, "do you like it?" "Yes, Sir." I replied. He looked somewhat thoughtful at my response. "Sir? I like that. I'd also like a drink. Whiskey, rocks." "Yes, Sir." I turned and walked to the kitchen, Jack following me. As I went to the cupboard for a glass Jack sat at the table, watching me. I searched the freezer for ice unable to resist bending fully at the waist.. Imperceptibly she shook her head in response to his question and he smiled broadly, knowing he had broken this subs defenses and very easily at that, “That is a good girl. Where is your daughter Marla? Hiding somewhere upstairs?” his smooth voice thrilled her to her very soul as his hand slowly traced down to her full and ample left breast, the fingers teasing and plucking at her incredibly hard nipple.Marla moaned again as she nodded slightly, another orgasm already building in her as his boot. "You like looking at my panties, don't you?"He gulped."Do you want to touch me……..down there?"Did he? More than anything he had ever wanted before in his life. Kelly pulled his hand towards her. It didn’t take much. "Touch me then".Jim put his hand on Kelly's white panties. He was physically shaking, with a strange combination of excitement and fear. "Properly, then."He was more than a bit taken aback by all of this. 18 years old and she was behaving like a little slut. He was.