Hearing your dad give that guy hell made me wonder if there weren’t a lot of other people that are nice that I just didn’t know. I knew your dad ..... through you ... and I knew he was nice. I was looking at the back of the old class pictures. Your mom wrote the names on the back that she could identify and a little note about where they are. Ricky Reynolds is a grade school principal. That was pretty cool.”“Yeah,” I said. “He calls Mom every time there is an opening to see if she wants to. ’ I tell her it’s ok, but my mind is really starting to wander at this point. I’ve never been this close to her and it’s starting to really get to me. As more people get on and off I feel something touch my crotch. At this point I’m starting to get more aroused with her in such close proximty to me. I’m just wondering if it’s my imagination or has she given me a quick feel. I just convince myself that it was just my overactive imagination getting the better of me, when I feel it again, only. She had a look of absolute terror on her face. I blinked letting the look register in my brain. Her eyes were looking past me toward the doorway. I turned my head slowly. I didn’t want to see what was there. It was Ben! He was staring at us completely dumbfounded. I moved to get off of his mom and she let go. He looked at me for a minute or two then he finally said something. “If you leave now, I won’t tell.” He looked down at the ground. He was mad. I could see it. I looked over at Alicia and. It was the kind of ass that a man would give anything to hold in his hands, to squeeze the firm cheeks and press his body against it. She was wearing a lacy white thong, the back of which disappeared between her butt cheeks. She padded over to the other side of the bathroom, where a full length mirror hung on the wall. As she examined her reflection, Eric saw her body from the front. His eyes were immediately drawn to her cleavage, which had been one of the first things Eric had noticed about.