I looked back up at Simon. One of the gold chains had a state-of-the-art jump-drive hanging from it. He saw me looking and automatically reached a han... to his neck.“What’s that?” I asked pointing. I studiously tried to focus my attention back on my computer screen. I glanced back up. He had a pursed-lip smile that I recognized as Simon when he perceived he had been too, too clever.“That is my life insurance policy,” he said. “If anything ever happens to me, all you have to do is look on this. I decided to make conversation with my uncle.I told him his body is very hairy and it tickled me.To which he said a man usually has a lot of hair on his body its pretty normal.And at this age I would exp a lot of changes in my body.He asked me if I exp kissing or sex.I told him I never have .He said kissing is the best part of sex I could feel him get hard.I told him I want to exp it at least one but no one is there to kiss.He smiled and kissed me on one cheek and went back I said to my uncle u. He just smiled at me as he lay me with my head at the base of my bed and my feet towards the headboard. The bed had been in a certain amount of wrapping and Daddy bent to pick up one of the plastic ties, taking and moving me up the bed so that my knees bent and my feet were flat against the headboard, he tied my foot with the tie to the base of one of the big carved balls. Climbing over me and doing the same to my other foot, as he climbed over me I could feel the hardness of his cock against. It took everything I had to keep from pukin’ my lunch right there in the cafeteria.”“Cindy, what the hell are you talkin’ about?” Jennifer Smith, the small-of-stature second-in-command of the Patriots Dance Team, asked her friend. “I was right there with you during lunch, and I don’t remember any of those girls even touching Tim during the entire lunchtime.”“Oh shut up, Jennifer,” Cindy exclaimed. “You weren’t there for the whole of it. You didn’t see the way they pushed themselves into seats.