"I hadn't really planned on coming to this show, and I'm going to be glad to have it over with. It takes me a little time to get psyched up for these ...hings and I didn't have it." Plus watching over our shoulders all the time," Jon agreed. "At least we didn't have any sign of the press bothering us, or any sign of Dad showing up, so that's about all we could ask for. I talked to Will; he doesn't have a lot of information, but I got the impression he's not real worried about the press finding. He smiled at me, a dazzling display of expensively maintained white teeth, and I just about swooned on the spot. He introduced me to his buddies, and then asked "Where are you off to in such a hurry?"I told him I was taking the books in my hands up to my English teacher on the second floor, and to my utter amazement, he took the whole stack from me and offered to accompany me. I must have somehow managed a nod, and we soon climbed past his friends and through the second floor doorway. After. The last few times he had gone further, pushing her bra up and over her breasts so he could touch and lick them without her clothing getting in the way.Samantha had been incredibly aroused at Jimmy’s touch and had cum several times as he played with her tits. Fortunately, Jimmy’s parents both worked evening shifts, so by the time school got out and they could go over to his house to ‘study’ they had the house to themselves. So long as Samantha got home in time for dinner, her father wouldn’t. I put on coffee and then made myself a bowl of oatmeal. Once it was done, I decided not to be a complete asshole, so I put another bowl in the microwave for her. I stood at the counter while I waited for the coffee to finish, eating quietly with last night on my mind.Had I gone too far? Had I hurt her? The answer to both of those was that I probably had. Did she deserve it? Yeah. Would I do it again? I wasn’t sure. I felt like last night was a good point to walk away. She’d either be sad to see.