How cute," Tracy cooed, causing Emily to blush so furiously she thought her cheeks would explode.***"Once they were alone, Emily returned to her schoo... work and Tracy turned on the TV. Emily kept looking up from her books at Tracy. Her well-developed body and sexy haircut didn't turn Emily on anymore, but something about her seemed to stir a long-forgotten longing."Do you ever play make-believe?" Emily asked Tracy."Aren't you a little old for that?" No. Anyone who's too old for make-believe. He remembered the trial. He still couldn’t believe he was found not guilty. Now he understood.“You all reet Pedo?” someone asked. He looked round, “Up here Pedo,” a girl shouted. He tried to crane his neck, they were standing on a bridge watching. All the little boys. And not so little boys. The ones he had taken camping with the boy scout troop. The ones who he kept warm when they cried. “Train’s coming mate, I should fuck off if I was you.” someone shouted helpfully.He recognised the foreman. My pussy clenches. His eyes meet mine and we both smile. I stand and his jaw drops. ‘Charlotte…’ he begins. ‘You look stunning.’ His eyes travel slowly up my body, lingering unabashedly on my chest before meeting my gaze. ‘Thank you,’ I say, blushing. ‘I didn’t want to disappoint.’ He approaches me, gently placing his hand on the small of my back, and leads me out to his car. ‘Trust me, beautiful,’ he whispers. ‘There will be no disappointment for either of us tonight.’ In his car, a jet. When he asked me if I came I almost lied, but I figured I should just manage expectations and be honest. I said no but it was still awesome and I wasn't even thinking about it. We don't always need to cum. We left the bathroom together holding hands so anyone would know what we were up to if they were looking, and if they were near the door they would have heard it. He returned the key while I got the AC going in his truck and we left. We were talking about (he was talking and doing.