That said, where do we go from here." I was afraid you would ask that. With what this town of prudes does, we cannot become a couple. I am twice your...age. You also have 2 or 4 years of school left." We could move to another town, and get married. I could get a job and do school at night, and with your bookkeeping background, you could find something until I graduate." I thought of that, but remember, I cannot have k**s." That's OK with me, it will give us more time together." Let's be like it. I saw her thighs in those pink leggings. It was twice the size of mine. As she was tall, her legs were very long. Then I looked at her arms and broad shoulders. My jaw dropped to the floor. Her arms were so big.She was standing on a wooden stool at that time. She asked me to get the huge box and give it to her so she can keep it on the slab. I was not even able to lift the box. I tried many times but no use.So mom came down and lifted the box so easily. She asked me to hold the stool while she. I was having trouble managing his size, and had to hold him still with my hand, or his length stayed flat against his stomach in his swollenness. In the faint light, I saw a little gleam in the hair on his belly."Is that pre-cum?" I was astonished. Surely I hadn't turned him on that much, had I?"Yes," he answered.That sounded good to me, and I took him in my mouth as deeply as I could, still not able to control his unwieldy willy without the help of my inexpert fingers. I had to laugh as I. "No, sir. It's been a long night," Chartres explained. "I have three more incident reports to type before I can go to bed, sir." Thank you, Yeoman Chartres," I said, "You are my refuge from ring knocker Lieutenants."We both laughed."Ok, Chartres, fill me in."So, I got to hear the thrilling story of a panic stricken Girl Scout; Jeannie Stout."Ah yes, her," I grimaced, "Incident number two, I believe." Yes, sir, trying to swim the channel." Don't kids know how to read?" She's going to be running.