He then began to massage my ass cheeks with both hands, not rough, but with some force. I was scared out of my mind but I could also feel my cock twit...hing as he moved my granny panties around on me shiny pantyhosed ass. The feeling of silk on my shiny tights really gets me turned on too, so it wasn't long before I started to tent. Things just sort of flew by then!Before I knew what was happening he turned me around facing him as he sat on the couch. He then reached up and started moaning again. The effects it was having on me were getting hard to hide. After a short walk we came to our favourite hang out on the old tracks. There was a rusty old gate that lead into an overgrown field. It was only small but there was a barn with a rusty tin roof full of old farm machinery. It was obvious from the state of the place that no one ever used it so we used to just sit amongst the tall grass in the sun. Claire half climbed, half hopped over the gate. Then I went over and stayed to help Abby.. Quick and to the point. An admirable quality I'm certain you obtained from him." The old man held up a hand to still a question, he knew was in his friend's mind. He also knew there would be others."Quick and to the point." repeated the old man. "It's _your_ Creator, my friend. He has passed on."J. Pennington Pennyworth stared at the old man aghast. "How is that possible? And what did you mean _my_ Creator? Don't we have the same Creator?" It is difficult to explain. But I shall try, even. Well, that set off another round of nice-goin's and attaboys from the kids, just like the last time. Mr. Ullman gave me a letter to take home to my parents, and it said I had done something very courageous and my parents should be very proud of me. I already knew that because Constable Dupuis had told them what I'd done. Anyway, I was famous again ... and that got me another kiss, this time from Mrs. Davidson when I visited her in hospital. She wouldn't be there for long, but she wouldn't be.