And boredom usually meant masturbation. She considered her collection of toys, smiling at the achievement of sexual freedom after so many years of shy...ess, blushing and running from her sexual needs.Although she had always been shy and quiet, she wasn't always the good girl people expected. Her straight, mouse-brown hair, coke-bottle glasses (now much thinner, thanks to polycarbonate lenses!), and modest clothing gave the impression of a polite, utterly restrained young woman and her demeanor. His hand awkwardly met my skin, groping, probing and searching for its destination. His fingers dragged against the top of my breasts, his nails pulling roughly across my soft tender skin sending a small shiver of pain through my nervous system. His hand clasped tightly once he felt my nipple and he firmly grabbed a handful of my soft breast and squished it between his fingers and palm harder than he’d ever grabbed my before. His hands felt rough, cold to the touch, dry and callous, the only. Shortly after she came, Kelly grabbed my hand and said “Let’s go down to the hot tub”. “Kelly, baby, baby, what is wrong?” Tony stammered, sounding whiney. “What? Nothing’s wrong. We’re going down to the hot tub for a little while. We’ll be back” my mom said effortlessly. We walked out of Tony’s Marital bedroom together before planning to switch to swim suits and meet down there in 5 minutes. As I separated from my mom, I have to admit that I started to get a creeping anxiety that she was. Leon sat down on the sofa and again ordered me to sit down nervously I walked over and sit a down about 3 ft away from him.I looked at Leon and said you d**gged me yesterday didint you.Leon looked at me and said you went to sleep.I asked what else did you do.He said baby you look so good laying there I unbuttoned your top and slid your bra up and looked at your titties.Angrily I asked did you touch them and he said yeah a lot.Then what did you do.He said I pulled your jeans down and then I.