It was fairly predictable as Willard wrappedhis arms around Jim and his hands went immediately up his skirt to grabhis ass. The smell of wine washed ...ver Jim as Willard breathed in hisface. "You got a sweet ass girlie, how about you come home with me, seeif your pussy is as pretty?"Did he really think Jim was a real girl? Was he that drunk that hecouldn't tell? And more importantly what could Jim say to him? Who knewhow he would react to being told the ass he had been grabbing at. I made sure I stayed behind her as we left the station; I needed to get every second of perving on her arse that I could.Staying a couple paces behind I followed her as she walked home, there was a cross roads coming up. She went left which was away from my house, but up a quiet side street. People used it as a short cut, it wasnt really a path. Im not sure what came over me but I followed this young teen goddess.We were alone down this dark path. With adrenaline racing i picked up my pace.. He said yes, but I want some of the ass too bitch, something I wasn't expecting at all, made me kinda scared, so my reply was what about later, maybe next time, mutually agreed. I was still talking, apparently too much so, when he slapped the shit out of me and screamed like a lunatic, on your knees whore, which I did, again, apparently not fast enough, when he put me in cold blooded choke-hold, had me fucked me-although it was erotic to some degree or so it seemed, couldn't completely decipher. She kneed that and she liked it.She wontedly makes her boobs touch me and while sponge bath she used to touch my nipples and make me feel like heaven. On fifth day when she came to take the temperature I was lying and she came and touched my forehead as she was checking my temperature…I woke up and gave her a smile… Then I was fantasying abt her and she started to talk with me suddenly my cock started getting in the gear. Slowly from first to fifth. And it made a tent in my pajama. She.