I took each nipple in my fingers and twisted them softly between my thumb and fingers. Sarah moaned and bent her head back. I cupped each breast and s...ueezed. I wanted to see if she wanted more or wanted me to stop, and went back to massaging her back. To my surprise and delight, Sarah reached up behind her head, grabbed her tee shirt and pulled it over her head. Then she sat back and twisted her body so she was sitting on my lap but sideways, her head to my left. I will never forget her next. Now that the ice was broken I asked, “So what kind of work do you have for me? You’ve probably guessed that I need a lot more work to earn money for school since that Hardware store isn’t as busy.”“Well,” Grandpa Joe said, “You can help me with some planting and mulching …”“You know that I’m talking about the boat so quit beating around the bush,” I interrupted.“Oh, are you sure that you want to work on the boat?” he responded with a devilish grin.Taken aback by his evil little grin, I. . Then on to her hips…slow tickle n pinching it…then slow my finger walk from her hips to her breast …caressing her boobs…circling her nipples.. She started to increase her moan n kissing wildly on my face. Biting all over my face…i then went on to her boobs n started licking them over the top of lingerie…then slowly i removed her top…Then i took her into my hands n i lay her on her parents bed, slowly from her toe i started kissing her…her skin was so soft just like pearl rolling on silk. The way he looked at me earlier… Thinking back on the exchange, I don’t understand why Dr. Thickman looked at me the way he did. I’m not much to look at, an underwhelming five-feet-two-inches, shaped like a twelve-year-old boy. My auburn hair is in a neat but loose braid and a headband, so it isn’t even framing my dull hazel eyes or uneven freckles. I’m not pretty. But maybe if I try… I move to a table that is directly within his line of sight. He’s reading the back cover of a book he pulled.