A hand reached out from the curtain. I opened the closet and grabbed the white bottle of conditioner and placed it in the dainty hand. Doing so, I not...ced I was seeing the back of her hand, which meant she was still facing the front of the shower, away from me. I was starting to get good at this James Bond stuff I mused."Thanks," she said pulling the bottle in with her. If I was going to do it, it had to be now, before she had time to turn around. So gently I grabbed the back and of the shower. The jeans were tight and helped add shape to the lower part of her body. Suddenly my mind did a double take; here I was assessing Hayley as I would any other attractive woman when eight days ago I'm sure that I wouldn't have even noticed what she was wearing. It was an eerie thought.I invited her in, still uncertain whether it was me seeing adult behaviour in the thirteen-year-old or she had her own agenda. She answered the unasked question when she looked up smiling and asked if I planned to. Getting into his battered Ford escort, he slammed the door, gunned the engine and popped the clutch. On the way home he remembered Linda had gotten her older sister to bring her daughter, Mandy, over to watch little Jessica. Then he thought shit there probably wasn't a damned thing at home to eat except some dry cereal and she'd been there all day. Well, he had a few bucks. He'd cruise by the Get Go pick up some chips, one of their shitty greasy pizzas and a quart of Pepsi. He supposed that. You should recall the first guy I had sat next to her and put his dick in her hand was now gone. I had just watched her jacked off a stranger. Two guys in the row behind her were jerking off as they played with her perky little tits and nipples. The guy in front of her was rubbing her pussy through her cut off shorts. And she had just started stroking my cock before she knew it was me. Yeah, I thought, ‘not much’ had happened!I asked her if she would suck my dick but she said she wanted to.