She looked me in the eye.“I saw you checking me out and I saw…this,” she said, stepping forwards and putting her hand on my crotch, which was st...ll bulging.Fantasies were one thing. This was another. “Sandi, what are you doing?” I would have backed away, but I was already against the wall. I was trapped there, with this delicious young sexbomb, and she knew it.She stepped closer to me and wrapped her fingers around my bulging hardon. “I saw this, and I knew you were hot for me. I figured. The electorate in England had apparently heard enough whinging from the Scots and that had played in the Conservatives favour. There had also been a sharp surge in support for right-wing policies, which had benefited both the Conservatives and the BNP.The First Minister was hugely disappointed. He had hoped to gain enough seats to hold the balance of power at Westminster. His ideal outcome would have been to be able to form a coalition government with Labour, but that clearly wasn't going to. You look like you are trying to ask me something."The boy in him returned as he sort of shuffled from foot to foot, trying to decide whether to say what was on his mind or not."Come on, out with it. You know you can talk to me about anything."He hesitated a moment longer. "Unc ... how big should it be?" What?" My ... you know ... cock. How big should it be?"I remembered my own concerns about size when I was his age. I wished I had had someone I could ask then so I was determined to be as frank. ?Faith slumped against the wall and groaned as she shook her head. The girls left her alone in her thoughts.The afternoon grew hot again, which did nothing to help her thirst. She was sweaty again which she knew was just dehydrating her faster. Her lips were dry and her tongue kept sticking to the roof of her mouth. By the time dinner came around, she knew that she was defeated. She removed her boots and socks and pushed them through the bars. She took a deep breath and slid her panties.