"We fell silent, his eyes on me. They were gentle eyes, deep blue, and unlike others before him, they weren't perving on me. Nor were they ogling me, ...hey were appraising me, as though I was a fine piece of china. He was dad's age, yet I had no trouble returning his gaze, and as he was doing to me, appraised him.Steve had told me he was forty, yet from where I sat, he looked much younger. Not overly tall, probably just short of six feet. Handsome in an out doors kind of way, and he definitely. I closed my eyes, not bearing to look. What if it were my mother? How could I ever live it down? Just as I thought that I would die of shame, I heard a familiar but friendly voice. Not that of my mother as I had dreaded, but that of Candy, one of the older girls that worked in the house."Jamie! I though I might find you in here," she said with a laugh in her voice, "show me what you're looking at?"I opened my eyes. She was smiling at me. I was used to seeing the girls with few clothes on, but. “You’re going to cum again, for the second time with your wife right next to us, but we can’t stay here like this for long, so you have to tell me. Tell me.” It was a revision of the schedule she’d spoken earlier.“I don’t want to wait until you turn fifteen to take you off the pill. The pill you already took today will be the last one you’ll take. I don’t want us to use any kind of protection at all. None. Starting now.” She smiled, said, “That’s what I want, too”, and increased the. Everyone knew everyone and while not everybody got along, you still knew the basics of each person. I was on the hockey team and it was common locker room talk after a game or practise for sixteen year old guys to talk about which girl they were into, or who put out this weekend kind of thing. I always found myself pretty good looking, not that I was God’s gift to women or anything, but I took care of my body and was never shy around girls. Julie was a girl that I kind of joked around with from.