I assured her she had been a wonderful Juliet, her eyes pleading to hear such words only to have her give me a final smile and with a wave of her hand...she was gone. It was only then that I looked out to see quite a few others now milling about, each with aspirations of stardom and I sighed, my steps soon leaving me walking away, not even noticing that I still had a copy of the play in hand. By the time I returned to my humble abode, I was weary, my mind having run rampant with visions of that. "My you do have a pretty girlfriend. I'm amazed she's into this sort of thing." I'm not really," Christina mutters shyly."No need to be bashful. I see a lot of couples coming through here. The girls all say it's their boyfriends that want to see them masturbating with these toys but then I get the girls who come in groups. They all say they haven’t gotten enough from their boyfriends and need some release. They just want to give it a try to see if it's really all that. The excuse doesn’t. ...................................I guess the summer was an odd one. Not least the house seemed veryquiet without Dawn in it. She'd been talent-spotted in a big way. Therewere a few Premier League teams keen to get her in their YouthAcadamies, but they're strictly barred from approaching kids untilthey're 14. But the FA were offering her a month-long footy camp, notjust the coaching, she got to meet some of the England stars her wallswere plastered with pictures of. Mum hummed and hawed. My chest is against her back and my groin is pushed into her protruding ass. I reach around slowly moving my hand under her light top and cup her bare breast. I move like a thief in the night, aware of every sound, every movement. I tenderly grip the hanging globe; mentally noting it’s weight, firmness and smoothness. I massage and lift it in time with each of her breathes, holding the nub firmly between my fingers. I feel the nipple harden in my grasp. Then she moves. I release my prize.