He would wash me with a cloth, rubbing every part of my little boy body and making sure that he got his finger a little in my asshole 'to be sure I wa... clean.' At first I didn't like it but after awhile it felt kinda good. Sometimes his finger went in pretty far. He made me wash his private parts because he said I could reach them better. When I did his dick got hard and stood out. He wasn't very tall but his dick was pretty big.After mom left I had trouble sleeping and would wake up. I had ridden my bike there, while her mom drove her over. When we got to the shower building, there was only one change room/shower unoccupied. Marti suggested we share it, and it sounded reasonable to me. I mean, it was no different from what I did during gym at school right? Plus I was figuring at least I might be able to check out what she looked like under that red one piece.Once inside, I stripped down, and moved under the lukewarm water. My nipples hardened, but that was strictly. " At this she started flailing trying to stop the inevitable. I grabbed her tiny wrists and secured them with one hand, while with the other I was getting the duct tape ready. Soon I had taped her hands together. She was flailing madly with her legs, sobbing and begging all at the same time. I had no problem with her legs, and with one clean sweep of my hand tore her pajamas pants right off. I saw the cutest pair of yellow panties and with my teeth, ripped them off too. She was terrified now,. "Think I spotted her," she said after a moment's search."Where?" asked Corrigan."Something about 25 yards from Ricky, about 3 o'clock. Lying in some bushes, shape of a body so it's probably her but she doesn't appear to be moving much. Hope she's still okay."Corrigan nodded and said "may I?" He grabbed the binoculars and focused them on the spot Jenkins had pointed out. "Sure enough, body down there and there is some movement so maybe she is still okay."He handed the glasses back to Jenkins and.