I felt rather like a man who was on the way to his execution, and I had the strangest constriction in my throat, as if I could already feel the rope t...ghtening around it.The address Jeeves had given me was in a part of Little Italy that was crowded with restaurants, and the cabbie let me off outside a place called "Mario's Squid Garden". Waiting for me at the door was the aforementioned Francine, wearing a black miniskirt, heels that put me in mind of a stiltwalker, and enough shiny metallic. I turned and she had 2 chairs in her hand. I took them and began setting them up as she set some bags down with some drinks in them. Mom walked toward the water to cool off her burning feet from the sand, and i figured id get to put some more lotion on her and get another feel. She came back up to the chairs and sat down and pulled off her shirt. She had gotten herself a new bikini at the store and it was great, it was small and barely covered her boobs and you could see her nipples poking. I was always shy and found it hard to meet new people. There weren’t many kids my age in the immediate area anyway. I did meet a few nice kids in school, but we lived too far apart to allow much interaction.I spent most of my free time at home alone. I eventually met and became friends with our neighbor, Dan, who was a bachelor and thirty-seven years old at the time. I started hanging out at his home, especially when it was warm enough to use his nice pool. Dan’s house is u-shaped with the pool. “Mmmmmmm baby, your hand feels so good.” Rich said as I started stroking him faster. “You know what would feel better?” I asked stripping off my pajamas. “This.” I pushed him on his back and straddled him, taking his hard cock slowly between my wet pussy lips. Even though Rich was not nearly as large as Steve, his cock rubbed just right against my g-spot and never left me wanting for orgasms. I ground my hips against his and squeezed my muscles around his cock, increasing his pleasure as well.