The last song ended, I removed my hand from her side to reverse the cassette.And after reversing the cassette.I kept my walkman on my abdomen and rest...d again, now my arm was above her naked arm & was touching her side boobs and bare abdomen.She didn’t move her hand or did anything to do so.I was enjoying her touch.After some time.I slide myself more down, to seat in relaxing position.Now my head was very near to her shoulder & my right cheek was touching her bare arm.I kept my elbow on her. If I wasn’t mistaken, I’d have said he was flirting! Or was he just being ‘ironic’? Unsure, I played coy for a moment.I just smiled back, politely trying not to seem put-out. But then, as he turned and faced the door of the number 9/10 berth, I realized I was in the number 7/8 and we had adjacent compartments. As he opened his door and I opened mine, he looked back at me and I couldn’t resist the opportunity,“Nice helmet!” I said, with what I hoped was a cheeky grin.He looked down at the. You couldnt even stand without someone touching all sides of you. Maybe I would stand in front of Cal and get some more. But as I went to jostle myself in front of him, he moved up and the band started playing. I couldnt move as everyone started screaming and trying to get closer. Damn. But I could still enjoy the concert. About 10 minutes in, I felt a hand on my ass, slowly rubbing. I looked over at Cal, but he was too engrossed in the show, both hands over his head. It wasnt him. I went to. Looking in the mirror over his mother's dresser, joey nodded in satisfaction as he turned to the left and then the right, each time protruding his butt out to admire the effect."Perfect."He purrs as he runs his hands once more over his hair, then turns out of his mother's room and walks down the hallway into his own. Opening his closet, Joey removes a purple long sleeve shirt and pulls it on carefully, the bruising from Mr. Brennan's rough grip still visible on his biceps. He then pulls on a.