We knew each other for years now, but never talked about anything else then school. She was a great looking girl, but not really my type. I don't know...what exactly is my type to tell you the truth. The newest girl that I was dating for about a week now, was a recently graduated high school English teacher, that liked to fuck and drink wine on her free time. "You are late" Jane said to me with a smile. I just rolled my eyes and raised my shoulders as to say "yeah i know. Tell me about it." The. Good news is I have the tichets, bad news is I have to go out of town but you can certainly have the tickets" I was thrilled and really didnt care whether he was going or not, but in short notice I couldnt find anyone to go with me ,all my girlfriends were busy and It just wouldnt be right to go with another guy. The concert was out doors and it was a a beautiful hot summer night, I wore a pair of shorts ,a sexy bra and tank top and off I went, feeling a little odd going alone but I just. It's a great arse."He says all boys my age have great arses but mine is especially nice.He puts his hands on my arse, squeezes both cheeks of my arse. He spreads`em open. Mr Shaw, my mate's Dad, he runs his fingers over my tight littlebumhole. I push my bum out even more when he does that coz it feels sogood.Then he pushes me down on to the wet floor. There isn't much room in thecubicle and the floor is wet with piss. Mr Shaw says I'm a naughty boy forgetting a boner watching his son playing. ’ she said. Startled, I looked over at her, she was lying there on her back looking at me. ‘How are you feeling?’ I asked. ‘Groggy, I am sore. Can I have some of that?’ I quickly poured her a cup, carried it over to her. She sat up to take it, the movement caused the blanket to slip down baring her breasts. She looked down, quickly pulled the blanket back up. ‘Oh!’ ‘I’m sorry, you were in an accident, I had to check.’ Her big eyes looked up at me, then around the room. She reached for the cup,.