I knew that, so why was I so tempted? "We'd better not," I said; then to soothe the rejection, I added, "But I don't guess it would matter if we just ...elt of breasts." Okay, looking back, it's hard to follow the logic of that, but to an inexperienced eighteen year-old simpleton from the country it made perfect sense."Okay," agreed Susan, "Want me to go first?" I whispered, "Sure," even though I wasn't sure that she meant first to feel, or first to get felt. But I understood quickly enough when. You can beat off," she muttered.I bent down and gently slid down her panties and left her naked in her Sketchers. She was soft and smooth, old enough to shave everywhere."Take off your tennis shoes," I said, and she kicked them off. That left her in pink trimmed ankle socks. I took out my iPhone and snapped a couple pictures. The My Disk app on my phone is full of them. I disabled My Photo Stream after it uploaded photos of her naked and barely fourteen years old."I wish you wouldn't do that,". "Mum wants to talk to you," she told me.I took the phone nervously. "Hello, Mrs Wells?" I asked, "this is Jenny's friend, Marie. She is not very well, and I feel it would be safer her staying over with me, rather than trying to get home by taxi. You hear so many horror stories nowadays."I listened, relieved that the mother seemed to agree with me."She can use my daughter's room," I told her, "she is away at university, so her room is empty."I handed the phone back to Jenny, who said goodnight,. They understandably didn't need any lengthy preliminaries, and must have been ready to go at it when they hit the door. That's a good thing because there was no way I could wait 10 minutes. When I got to the room, it had probablyI been no more than four minutes. Five at the most, but fortunately, I was able to make a silent entry with my key card. The door opened to a hallway about 10 feet long and led to the room which opened up to the right. The bed couldn't be seen until the very end of the.