In my long robe, I am sure I looked like some guy pretending to be a monk or wizard. Who’s that big guy in Harry Potter?The girl looked my way and I...almost laughed out loud at the look on her face. You could tell she'd never seen anyone like me.I softly called to her, “What are you doing, bright eyes? You like chocolate chips?”She smiled and said, “Hell yes!" I sat the plate down and pulled out a chair.Sitting down I said, “I am Wayne. So nice to meet you.”She lay down the book and offered her. It was almost as if he “floated” into heaven. He loved the feel of them. They were big but soft and powerful. He almost felt like rolling her body over on to her back and once he’d do that he knew, without question, that he’d climb on top of her, happily of course, and he’d lower his head down to her boobs and begin making love all over them. At least that’s what he felt like he’d do if he could. He wrapped himself around the sleeping beauty. He could feel her breathing, not heavily, but slowly. He was acting oddly. He was shaking and fidgeting. He glanced at me quickly but turned away. I turned away. We hadn’t even pulled away from the curb yet. I looked back at the house. I saw my mom watching from the window. Then she started to come out of the house. I told him to pull away. I watched my mom walk faster and faster. Chad pulled away. We were down the street. I told him to turn down another street. I told him to pull into the park. He pulled in. I was silent. Chad didn’t say anything. I rubbed him instead. When my blouse was off and he had my brassiere, I let him stand me up. ‘I’m not–‘ I got out, before he shut me up. His finger was in my mouth. ‘Ethuse be?’ (Excuse me?) ‘Shsss.’ I sucked on his finger. One-handed, he unbuttoned the top of my slacks, lowered the zipper, then let them fall off my hips. It took little work. They pooled around my feet. Still with his finger in my mouth, I let him put the other hand down the back of my panties and hold my rear end. I was.