"Certainly, Janice. Is there anything I can do?" Janice told her that it was too complicated to explain over the phone and asked her if she could meet...them at her clinic. Joyce said she would be there in half an hour. Melissa was driving her van that she carried her son's soccer team around in, so they helped their father out to it and put him in the back. Melissa drove as Janice sat with him. Fifteen minutes later, they pulled up to the back door of the small clinic. Business hours had ended. There were Playboys and Penthouses, but there were also magazines with only pictures called things like priyadaree, sree devi, Anal Honeys, and Big Tit Fuckers. I was amazed and shocked at what I saw in the pictures and what I read in the letters and stories. But every day, I dug another one out to read or look at. One afternoon, Sandun came in unexpectedly and caught me sitting on his bed, reading his magazines. I was embarrassed beyond words, and wanted to die! I could feel myself blush from. But one thing I did do, was check her out. She was wearing a sky-blue, two-piece bikini, and she was wearing the hell out of it! She had a beautiful body, tanned, slender, ample breasts, firm ass, and the most beautiful brown hair I had ever seen. I really couldnt keep my eyes off of her, and just like that, I felt my dick began to stiffen and rub up against my swimsuit. Are you, Miles? She asked me after a few minutes had passed in awkward silence. At first, I wasnt sure what to say. But. It was another one of those things you can never unsee, no matter how much you wish you could. Rita had a pillow between her legs and a hand there as well. It took a couple on long seconds for it to register. When I moved my gaze from her crotch to her face she was looking at me and smiling.I beat a hell of a fast, and clumsy retreat. I almost fell I was trying so hard to get out of her room. Yes I was embarrassed and didn’t handle it well at all. Seeing a sixteen year old girl obviously.