He was smart, brave, handsome and charming, and he took such a great interest in her then that she could not say no when he had proposed.But how times...had changed. He had not looked at her the same way since they’d both grown old, and his eyes had been wandering, to other, younger women at first, and then to children, and finally to only the boys. Eliza knew it was wrong of course, but what could she do? Hamden had always been one to beat her whenever she stepped out of line, and so she had. We went in and he got twobeers. I drank one and looked around. There was quitea bit of photography stuff around and a few photos ofk**s my age in "rockstar" looking poses. I asked whathe did and he said he worked as a photographer for atravel magazine. He broke out a large portfolio withphotos of exotic places. A second beer and we moved onto the second portfolio. This one was heavier. i pagedthrough and found dozens of nude younger boy photos.Most of them had little or no pubic hair. This made. Can you guess?"I felt myself blushing."Hmm, yes, I could. And how?" You will see!"For the next minute, she remained silent and seemed to be glancing out of the window, but at my crotch, I could feel her body tensing and shifting. Then I felt a difference in what was at my lap, her face color changed a bit towards red - impossible, I tought at first: is she really going to shit right here and now, in a crowded bus, into her jeans?Well - she was. It was only a short time until a well-known,. A big compound & a double-storey building was inside. He unlocked the main door. I took the car inside. I came out. Sam teach me how to ride. She cried. Hey, you gone mad? I shouted. Five minutes please, please she started crying. Finally, I agreed. She sat on it but not strong, enough to get his 150cc motorcycle down from stand. We laughed. You help her. Sam told me. I even don’t know how to ride motorcycle. I said. Sam was shocked but Priya assured that I don’t know really. Sam sat on her.