"You know I would never cheat on you sweetheart", I moaned as she rubbedme through the soft fabric."I asked you a question," she squeezed my tiny ball... a little, "Youunderstand that this belongs to me right?" Yes dear it belongs to you, of course it does." Well as long as we're clear on that. You know I trust you but if thereare strange women flirting with you I have to do something about it. Youmight find yourself getting weak, giving in to some temptress and I won'thave some bitch driving a. "What is Witton cemitry?" she asked, again getting a word wrong."It's a large graveyard," said Sally. "When people die, they are buriedthere."Kelly fell silent. The subject of graves always reminded her of ghosts.She had been to churches and noticed the many gravestones surroundingthe building. The thought of loads of graves made her feeluncomfortable."There are no ghosts in there," said John, noticing the look on herface. "But if you don't want to go in, you don't have to." I'd rather go in. We unlocked the front door, got naked and jumped into my parents bed. When we heard the front door open we yelled that we were upstairs in bed. He bounded up the stairs, found us naked and started to strip. We jumped up and helped remove his clothes.Once he was naked, we sat him on the bed and said that we had to have a serious conversation. First, I said that I had a a secret that he had to help us keep and second, I needed a huge favor. Since almost any horny, naked, teenage male who is. His eyes were fixed on mine and I had to look away overhis shoulder, he was facing me with memories andfeelings that I did not understand, it’s as if heunderstood them more than I did. “You fucking loved it didn’t you?” he said as if itwere an accusation rather than a statement of fact or aquestion, he then leaned back in his chair almost witha look of satisfaction on his face, then leaned forwardto make another point. “‘cos I know I did!” he.