I want to walk up behind you and gently turn your chair away from the computer as I place your coffee on the desk corner. I want to look in your eyes ...nd see the emotions fly across them – from annoyance, to inquiry, to the anticipation that lights up your face as you see the glint of mischief in mine. I want to kneel on the floor between your denim clad legs and place my hands on your knees. I want to slowly trace a path up your legs, inside your thighs until the palms of my hands graze over. Thing didn’t work out like I planned. Instead, I discovered that the director’s smoking hot daughter Elizabeth had returned home from college for the summer.As the BBQ got started, she was the perfect “good daughter” - hanging out, politely socializing with all of her father’s coworkers and employees. I had meant to strike up a conversation with her, but every time I turned around she was talking with someone elseAfter about two hours of doing my own thing, I stepped inside for a quick drink. The built in radar detector turned red. I took the lead foot off the accelerator and the regenerative braking slowed me down to the speed limit in 2 seconds. I crested the small rise and there he was, on the side with the handheld unit pointing out of the crack of the partially open door. Grinning I kept on trucking as the yellow corvette I passed a couple miles back shot over the top of the hill. Watching in the rear view mirror I chuckled as the lights came on and the Corvette scrambled. He. Don calmly reached out, he begin to unsnap Brian's uniform. Don undid the top four snaps, exposing the boy's smooth chest. Don ran a hand over the skin, causing Brian to cringe.Don groped the boy's pecs, feeling the muscle, He found Brian's left nipple. He grasp the large nub, twisting it to the side while stretching it outward.Brian let out a scream of pain and rage as Don molested his nipple. Don's fingers pinched into the boy nubbin as he used it to feel Brian with pain. Don was fascinated.