Especially when it’s you and you want me.’ ‘Do you have any fantasies to share?’ ‘Do you mean other than being taken advantage of by my perv... old man neighbor?’ ‘You fantasize about old man Jenkins?’ the eighty plus year old neighbor that lived in the house next to hers on the other side from mine. ‘That’s twisted.’ ‘You should know I like them over the hill, old man.’ ‘Be nice or I’ll put you in time out.’ ‘There you go again, being all authoritative and making me want you. Take me home. I. .. she looks so happy today, isn’t that lovely?’I assured Helen’s mother that it was no trouble at all (which it certainly wasn’t), whilst thinking that if she knew quite how I was taking care of her daughter, and quite why Helen was looking so glowing, she would be a lot less pleased about it!We made our excuses and left the party around midnight, saying that the excitement of the day was catching up with us and we were getting tired. Helen hardly had to act this, for she was yawning away at. Bellvue was very deceiving. If you made a wrong turn, you were suddenly in run-down neighborhoods with grafitti on everything. I was a home from college visiting my parents and I stopped at the local bar for a drink before heading on to my parents house. I ran into an old friend of mine just before I was about to leave. His name was Kyle and he was the sexiest thing I had ever seen. We spent some time catching up and made plans to hang out later that evening. After I had dinner the door bell. She felt his warm gentle hands on the edge of her inner thigh, and she clenched reflexively. “Relax,” he said. “Everything looks fine. You’re probably just more sensitive here without the hair.” She thought she felt him stroke her bare skin just slightly and asked herself if his last comment seemed a bit inappropriate. He couldn’t believe he was doing this. Touching her like this. He realized that in his daze, he never bothered to put on gloves, and was now feeling her smooth skin directly. He.