I usually take an afternoon nap at home to help get over the jetlag.”“Would you want to arrive home at a more decent time tomorrow night and have ...ome fun during the trip?”I perked up, “Sure. Who wouldn’t?”“Okay. Cancel your flight. I’ll take care of getting you home. We’ll leave here about eleven a.m., not p.m., and I’ll have you home for a late dinner. There’s one catch.”“What’s the catch?”“I’m going with you. I want to see your set-up, meet Ginger and Stacy, and see what else you have going. Her arms and hands never left her son, but Jessica's legs began rubbing together, the oh-so-slight stimulation of her clitoris enough to take her into arousal. When other passersby happened along, the boys would pretend to be inspecting their skateboard, but as soon as the visitors moved on, their undivided attention was once again upon the young woman with the virtually naked breasts emitting such strange intonations.The dream had become more than misty images. Jessica's mind had transported. I leap back and fall on my ass just in time to miss his fists. My breath is heavy and I’m sweating profusely as he raises his fist one last time. This is how it ends? Well… At least I didn’t stand by and do nothing while ass holes like him get away with whatever they want. I close my eyes as his fist descend. I feel a sudden surge of wind and the sound of an ear piercing crack. Am I still alive? I open my eyes to see a white cape flapping in the air and beneath that is one of the best ass’s. But even at sixty it was something he enjoyed getting turned on by and masturbated to that fantasy on rare occasions. He got up and sat next to Clarice on the bench. He put his hands on his knees with a pensive look on his face, “Clarice. I know these things seem strange for a young woman but when you meet someone who is very dear to you, you will have new feelings, new sensations. Do you understand what I mean?”“I've never met someone... my age, I mean.” she started. “Most boys, guys, are just.