I can rub myself on you. Do you want me to?" "Please. Please I want to feel you do it. I want to feel you shoot your stuff like you did on the pill...w." Scott begins to move his hips, moving his prick tightly against her cunt. His hand cupping her tit and then his lips go to hers. The kiss, the first for both, is a little sloppy, but soon their lips mesh and his hand squeezes and pulls on her tit. His cock pressing harder against her pussy. He can feel her wetness and his need is great. . I had a great time talking with you. As a matter of fact, would you be interested in stopping by for a drink," she asked. "Well I want to get back home to finish my laundry today." "I understand," she said with a frown. "Well, it shouldn't take long for me to take my clothes off the line." "Oh you live in a house? I would love to own my own house. I live in an apartment." Yes I've had this place for less than a year and I love it." Oh I would love to see it sometime," she said. I suggested that. All of that in mind, I still knew I would not be getting off the hook. Istill had information he needed and Uncle Jay planned to train me to thepoint where I would willingly release that information. In all the scenarios I had run over the months, I had run several thatinvolved me being trained like this. However, in none of them had Iplanned to be d**gged. I always assumed it would be Grandpa or Vee thattried to train me. Even if they found out about the d**g I knew those twowould never. Carla was off to Israel to work and vacation with her Uncle’s family in Tel Aviv. I wouldn’t see her until a week before fall term started. The only bright spot was the fact that Craig and I had secured employment at the seashore for the summer. Luckily, we found a small apartment for rent that fit our budget. Roberta or Bobbi, my girlfriend at home was waiting for me when I pulled into the driveway. I wrote to her at least once a week but never told her anything concerning my affair with.