It quickly became apparent when what he hit, hit him back. Dazed, Darren looked around to discover a very pissed off homeless man throwing things and ...creaming expletives. Dodging back and forth, he realized he’d obliterated the man’s shopping cart and all its possessions. Apologizing profusely was getting him nowhere, but apparently that didn’t matter to the homeless man, who threw several more objects at Darren before running off to ‘tell the cops’. Darren, still shaken at the recent. But I was concerned that the letter would be seen by others, her girlfriends or worse, her mother. Oh well, I thought, let her have her fun with it. She's fifteen now and a responsible young lady. Hell, she's even ready for sex.From the way she was beaming I knew I was wrong to suspect she would be nervous, as I had expressed in the letter. If anything, Becky's behavior was making me nervous. She acted like she could attack me right there in the cafeteria. And on the way to class she left. Cynthia was moaning louder, but her body was not moving.Puddy tat pressed her body up against cynthia’s and reached around with one hand to again rub oil into cynthia’s breasts and nipples. The other hand was rubbing oil into cynthia’s slit, though cynthia’s own fluids which were flowing out of her cunt were more copious and probably slicker than the baby oil.Cynthia’s moans became a little more shrill and puddy tat’s rubbing became more frantic. Puddy tat was also grinding herself vigorously. Of course, she told him, they wouldn't have to jump into some thing right away, but then she seemed to be leaving it up to him if that could be the case. He was surprised, shocked and mildly aroused at her admissions.A few weeks passed and they talked more of the subject. Thoughts, fears and doubts were discussed and finally she announced she was ready to meet him in person. The date time and place were set, all to take place two weeks later.He spent the day of her arrival with a case of nerves.