It was left open a crack and I could hear a girl's soft moaning. She must have started warming up. After all, she did say she'd be 'waiting'. I stripp...d, grabbing my condom in-hand and walked into the bedroom. But it was empty. The noises I heard... gone. And that's when he snuck up behind me. It never occurred to me if I was in the right house, or being scammed, or whatnot. I just had a hard-on and wanted to get laid. But here I was, in a stranger's house, after being invited over through. Just targets.”“Do you go to gun shows? Wear an NRA hat? Think Reagan is a Commie?”“Reagan a Commie? Seriously?”“We thought you lived in a rural county,” Larry said.It dawned on me that he was describing Emmy’s dad to a ‘T’. I was pretty much apolitical, but knew from Emmy that her dad ranted about Reagan not being conservative enough. The guys he drank with apparently were the same.“I think I got it. I know a few people who are like you’re describing. But I’m going to be a doctor and I know all. There was a wrinkly old man with a walking stick who lived down my road. Often when I passed his house he’d be outside trimming his immaculate front lawn he was handsome like an old regal war hero. I would always readjust my bra in front of him – move my growing tits around inside the bra cups and tweak my nipples a little. He would always look up and smile at me when I passed; I believe he missed me when school broke up for holidays.Each evening when I arrived home I would head upstairs to my. She would moan and smile and shutter with every touch.Now early on in my arrangement with Melissa, I discovered that it really turned her on watching me all over Jamie. I mean, it REALLY turned her on, to the point that she could barely contain herself. I was fascinated by this. She couldn’t explain it, just for some reason it drove her crazy. When she watched me sliding my hands all over Jamie, anticipating what I would do next, it just made Melissa so horny she could barely keep her clothes.