Jen took the cue and leant over the table, her dress writhing up as she did so, but not far enough for the guys to see anything.She walked back over t... me for her drink and said “Babe, this is fun, I think I can win”. As she walked back over to the pool table I saw the guys wink to each other again. They left a few balls hanging on the pockets for Jen to pot. Jen potted them and said “I wonder what I am going to ask for when I win”. She missed her next shot and the guy went to the table saying. "Shhhh!" she whispered. "I've just got Sarah off to bed. Read this while I make a cuppa."I glanced through Joanne's essay with some dismay as it looked to me like a very poorly worked first draft and there were copious errors. She was soon back and sat next to me on the sofa. Two mugs of tea and a plate of custard creams were on a small coffee table at our knees."What do you think?" asked Joanne with a hopeful roll of her eyes."It's good," I lied. "You just need a punchy conclusion to draw all. And I was again mesmerized with her beauty and sex appeal. She again repeated the question again in the same serious tone. I thought that this might be a test for me and should take a chance here. To make my intensions loud and clear I took a bold move. Sitting besides her I just unzipped my the chain of my jeans and lowered the underwear from the portion of the zip and out popped my 8 1/2 inch long and 2inch round manhood, and I told her “My little one says it all”. She was totally taken aback. So, in order to maximise this feeling I pulled my costume to the side and let it impinge directly onto my clitoris and I had what I assume was an orgasm, I was seven years old and completely clueless about sex or for that matter, what it was I was enjoying. However, unknown to me at the time, I was also standing by a small plate glass window, where people, can look into the pool underwater, and there was a man, who was a worker in the pool, had been standing there watching me, having my.