Next day I insisted on telling me how to have sex for real. She was feeling very shy but I comforted her and she started by telling me how to lick pus...y. She was a pro. She explained it very well. I asked what about sucking the dick. She laughed and said you won’t have to do that. Your girlfriend will.This went on. She will daily tell me something about sex. She even told me about her first sex. But she never talked about her sex with my father and I never asked.Third Phase (Strike the iron. Looked around but couldn't find any.It was then I heard the coughing. Following the noise, I came upon anelderly man. His appearance was quite similar to a wizard out of themedieval times. "You okay?" I asked. He nods. "You wouldn't know whereI could find a phone booth would you?"He gave me a funny smile and points to a door. "In there?" I queried.He nods again. On that note, I walked in.It was dark inside. Felling the wall beside me, I felt a switch andturned it. Lights came on. The sight I. Bedtime eventually arrived and Robin let Lottë go ahead although while she was in the bathroom he dimmed the lights in the bedroom to just the two bedside lamps at half power. In the bathroom he did his ablutions and tossed his underpants into the laundry basket.Lottë was lying on her back with the duvet drawn up to her nose. Robin dropped his dressing gown on the floor and climbed in beside her. He pulled the duvet clear of her chin and kissed her gently until her tongue came out to meet. I couldn't breathe, time was going slowly, the only thing going double time was my heart pounding against my ribs. A sly grin came across his face as he pounced on me, grabbing my ribs as he tickled me. I screamed with laughter as he attacked, and I twisted and turned while fighting to get away. His hands kept grabbing me, pulling me closer as he laughed, and we rolled around his bed.I can't tell you how amazing it felt, having an excuse to squirm against his body as his hands explored my body,.