Upon reflection, I realized that Jeff's plan was ingenious. People would not believe what Stephan said, but they would know that something happened.Ne...l and John were both close friends of Jeff's, and consequently, I knew them pretty well too. Neal was tall and gawky, but in a good looking sort of way. He was a bookworm, somewhat of a nerd, but a nice guy. John was closer in model to Jeff; he didn't reside in any particular clique, but rather floated around all of them. He wasn't a jock or a. I told him mine was the same. He then asked me if i had seen any magazines of naked women..and said his dad had some hidden away-I knew mine had also, so i told him, and he suggested that we go look at what he had. It felt funny, but we went upstairs and i got two of my dads escort mags out, and we began to leaf through them in my room. He was laying on my bed as I sat at the end and we showed each other our fave pics as we went through the mags. As I looked over, I saw that he had developed a. I don’t know how but I resisted the urge to push it between her legs. She was susceptible and I didn’t want to take advantage. I let her know that I loved her in the tender way I touched her, that I was fascinated with her beauty in body and soul, but most of all, just that I loved her.We didn’t say a word to my father about the emails or the new sculptures.Mom didn’t come downstairs again that night either. Perhaps the day’s events had taken too great a toll.I was up early again the next day,. Then I thought I saw the closet door shake. I ignored it. Then he turned me around, and started playing with my butt. He caressed my white cheeks. I felt loved again. Suddenly he shoves his finger in my asshole! I scream, but he shushes me, saying its ok. Next he covers his finger with some weird oil. After he put his finger in me again, he told me to lick it. I screamed no. Then he licked it himself, saying the oil cleaned my butthole. He fingered my butt again and asked me to lick it. I.