We spent the entire first date at her place drinking beer, talking and watching TV. When I left, I kissed her on the forehead and said goodnight. That...was a Sunday. Tuesday night she called me and we agreed to meet for a drink near the mall. I had emailed her saying that I would like to see her again but received no response until that call. It was a pleasant surprise that we ended up at her house. I tentatively made my move to kiss her and was met with an extremely exuberant set of lips.. This went on for the whole year and needless to say it was her I was thinking about during many a wank. As the school year came to a close Kirsty and I got close as I had always been nice to her when she was a nobody and eventually we started going out. I never imagined she would be up for anything but fuck me! We spent every free minute together and it always resulted in action. I loved having those big pale nipples in my mouth and my hand in her knickers. She had the softest wettest little. He remembers the first time he walked in on their father while he was on top of his sister.Hall had been making sexual overtures’ towards Christine for months. It was a week after her sixteenth birthday, when Dave had been out all night drinking with his buddies. It was about four in the morning when Dave returned home, he had used his dad’s car and he was going to quietly slip into his dad’s bedroom to return his keys. As he opened the door to set the keys on the dresser, he heard a slight. Who is this?”“Jon Oldham.”“What can we do for you Jon?”“I need to find a contact number for a friend of Ben’s.”There was silence on the other end of the phone. Just some heavy breathing.“Mrs. Grimshaw?”“Sorry Jon. I’m not sure I can help you.”“I need to find...”“Jon. Ben’s dead. He killed himself. I really can’t help you,” she told me then I heard her start to sob.“Oh God! I’m sorry Mrs. Grimshaw. He was a great guy,” I told her. It was true, he was. Well at least was until he tried drugs. He’d.