' I am!" Yes," she said. "But I do like you. Your interesting. I've enjoyed chatting with you; and so I thought it would be nice if I let you watch me...masturbate. Would like that?" I'd love it!" I replied without a seconds hesitation. The fact that I was 'too old', in Melissa's opinion of me, was only one aspect. The other, and possibly the biggest reason of all for her refusal to fuck me, was that I didn't have a big cock, nor was I black. Being a black man, and having a big (and black) cock,. While on the way we had to walk through a few narrow deserted corridors. Well it was night, and my mind was on sex and she was fine, so I just allowed my hand to graze her arse whilst walking. She first was startled and looked deeply at me. I didn’t miss a step, and pretended it was an accident. She released my intentions and came within range of my hand, and we had a good time. She told me at about this time that she was the patient’s mother. I was surprised, because the patient was 18 years. ‘Hi baby, are you all right. Are you still at Gretchen’s?’ ‘Yes Mom, something came up. But I’ll probably be leaving soon.’ ‘Well, the main reason I’m calling is to tell you that I think that Gretchen is a really nice girl. So if you want to spend the night, it’s OK with me. I’ll make up some excuse to cover for your father, if he even notices.’ ‘What?’ ‘I said I’ll handle your father.’ ‘No, uh, did you say I could sleep over?’ ‘Yes, you’re a big boy, and I trust you to take care of yourself.. The two guys, my grandpa with some fine riding toys in his hands, snaffle, quirt, a kind of lockjaw, some wooden plugs, my uncle only with his small bottle of smelling salt. My uncle, always amused when he told that story, and my mom, whose blood ran each time cold, always remember grandpa's introduction in the program of this evening: "Either we break in you like in the racehorse, we will have you in the end, and you stand this procedure, or we vbury you here on this ground in any hole we need.