Goodnight!"As Adrian was still holding her hand, he found it simple to engineer a kiss. This time he gave her a light peck on the lips."I'll just see ...ou safely inside."They walked up the path, still holding hands."Goodnight, Julie, sleep well."He kissed her again, this time with a little more passion. Julie forgot herself and returned the kiss. Then she remembered her role."Would you like a cup of tea before you go home, Adrian?" Yes please, Julie, that would be very nice. Remind me and I'll. She was nice looking -- black hair, frilly yellow blouse gaping open, medium tits, smooth legs. Her panties were out of sight, probably on the floor the way she had her legs spread. She was leaning back on the toilet seat with three fingers sliding through her wet slit and her left hand mauling her breast. She must have been pinching her nipple -- it was red, and stuck out like a cherry on a sundae. Her eyes were closed, and I got an immediate erection from the scene. Her fingers started going. Have you eaten?”He shook his head; that night he didn’t feel like eating, having lost his appetite.“Come on,” she said, “I’ll take you out for dinner. My treat.”“I don’t think...” he began by way of declining the invitation, but she was having none of it.“That was not an invitation boyo, it was an order!” and she laughed.Somehow her laugh made life brighter, and he shrugged and got his jacket, occasioning another laugh from her. He realised how much he loved her musical laugh.She took him to a. "I didn't want to, I just couldn't stop myself."That didn't sound good. "If I let you go are you going to attack me again?" No," she whimpered. "Please, Jimmy, don't hurt me any more. I'll be good, I promise. Please don't punish me."I really didn't like the sound of that; 'don't hurt me' I could understand, punishment on the other hand had a very specific meaning in her world. I tossed a worried glance at Allison, took a deep breath and readied myself before letting her go.Damn, I hate it when.