She gasped and moaned as she continued rubbing her clitoris. I stopped pulling the nipples and spanked her nipples instead. That seemed to heighten he... lust making her ground and humped her fingers. The crotch of her panties too was damp as juices poured out from her young pussy. “Oh good little slut. Make yourself come. Come as many times as you want.” I said. I yanked her nipples again and again while she rubbed her clitoris. She then raised her slender young body a little bit from my lap and. She held it all in an innocent feather and beaded Indian Dream catcher. Cremation took place within the hour of death. She watched Peter’s body knowing he had given her permission to leave this place. The earth hadn’t aged well to many senseless wars. Stripped mines. Dust covered oil wells. No. The year 2060 was barren. Her mind racing she smoothed her suit and sat on the shuttle. Information was snaking through her mind. She was an about to make what might end up being her last trek. Looking. I had a good time andpresume that Leslie did also.Because this is a story and not a diary I will just say that from thenon I went with Arthur after school and with Leslie on weekends. The sexwas great but mostly limited to after school at my house and withArthur. My mother worked so we had the place to ourselves. It didn'tmake a difference to me whether she was home or not; she was well awareof what I was doing and I was above the age of consent, but not to bedoing it with young boys, Arthur on. She had never let it happen before. “I get it. Really, I do. But how would you feel if it were the other way around? You wouldn’t want someone bending you over and going to town back there and I don’t either.” Now I was the one smirking. Lacey had poked around back there on more than one occasion and I didn't mind in the slightest – quite the contrary, in fact. “You know what I mean, Abbott. You wouldn’t want me strapping one on and letting it rip. A dick is a little different than a finger.".