. and?’ ‘And, that’s all there is to tell. Except that his name is Sam and I . . .think we might get married some day. Not right away, of course... Maybe after we graduate.’ ‘Married?’ I squeaked, trying not to belittle the word. ‘So . . . you two, of course, have consummated . . .’ ‘No,’ she broke in, looking away. Then she forced her eyes back to mine. ‘No, we’re waiting.’ Shades of Barry again. What was this world coming to?? ‘Oh,’ I said, trying to hide my disappointment, with little success.. This was not a good moment in the life of John William Charles Hurst.He was sent to a special home for returning soldiers, that weren’t quite ready to return just yet - or ever, he feared.Then left alone in a room at his own request, something miraculous happened. Control.He didn’t question how or why, but somehow, someway, he’d gained control of the noise in his mind. It was still there - always there - but now he could process, compartmentalize, and have conversations with others without. I began to lightly squeeze my breast, leaving my nipple exposed in the space between my thumb and forefinger. As I pinched my erect button it produced familiar sensations in my pussy. My body responded and I could feel a dampness beginning to form deep within. Soon my nipples were getting a bit too sensitive to my touch. I brought my hand to my mouth and briefly sucked on the index and middle fingers costing them with saliva. I returned my hand to my breast and continued to massage them.. ‘Jim, you got one?’ Tim asked. ‘Yeah, she’s black and she’s got great tits!’ ‘Who is it?’ ‘Her name’s Latesha, and she lives just up the street from me.’ ‘Where does she go to school?’ ‘I don’t know. I think her family just moved here.’ ‘Is she good looking?’ ‘Not bad, but like I say, she’s got great tits and she likes to show them off.’ ‘Great! Let’s go!’ Jack grabbed his camera and they drove over to Latesha’s house, parking a little way down the block. Sneaking into her next door neighbor’s.