I moved my hands to her hips and hooked my thumbs into the lining of her panties. She held my hands and pleadingly said “Are you sure?” I looked h...r in the eye, kissed her gingerly and started wiggling her out of her panties. As I knelt down to drop them to the floor, I came face to face with a cock that was slightly smaller than my own. It was not or never. I stood up, and guided her to the empty desk in the corner of the office. I laid her down and pushed her legs open a bit. There I saw it.. As he led me upstairs, I was aware of others following behind. We entered a dimly lit room and he pointed to the bed and said lay down on your back on it which I did. Again I was sort of aware of others moving around in the room but as it was poorly lit I couldn’t really see. He reached into a drawer and pulled out a long thin shiny metal thing, rubbed something on it and told me to open my legs a little which I just did. He then took the metal thing (dildo) and gently eased it into my tight. About two hours later I heard her car pull into the car port along with another vehicle.Not getting up I looked out to see a different car than what I was not use to seeing. Wondering what was going on the backdoor suddenly opened and my mom walked in with a tall dark figure behind her.I looked closer I recognized who he was.It was a black man named Walt.He had worked with my dad as a policeman.Walt was a detective and my father had been a regular policeman.Walt was a nice guy, always joking. He sometimes walked the dog when the doorman of the building had no time for it. Mrs. Littlewood would give Finn a dollar when he returned with the poodle.The Littlewood daughter was a high-strung defiant girl, but she was never any problem for Finn. She never used the car alone and when she was with her parents she paid no attention to him. Finn thought she was nothing but a spoiled rich girl and he was happy to avoid her.One afternoon just before Christmas Mrs. Littlewood came down the steps.