His hands were hot against my body, and I trembled as they slid along the sweat of my side.The simple front clasp gave away easily before his fingers ...nd he pushed the blouse and the bra to my sides, completely exposing my front, my breasts falling heavily against my chest, my nipples hard from the struggle. He was looking directly into my eyes as he gripped both of my nipples between his fingers and began to squeeze, and twist, and pull, wanting to see the pain in my eyes, wanting me to. Punished accordingly what the hell is she on about I thought, hope she is not grounded for a week or two there is a good party on at the weekend.“Please Mrs Whittingham, its my fault really its not fair on Carol to take the blame” I piped up.“Ah David young man so you too should be punished, perhaps more do you not agree?” she asked me.I nodded “well erm yes guess so”.“Right Carol you know where it is go and fetch it please, immediately”.Carol's face had that air of resignation as she left the. "I started to say more but Eve said, "Bill, we talking ways and means not if's and maybe's. That is if you want me to be part of your life." Eve, I love you. I want you to be part of my life just like I want to be part of yours. However, I don't want you to give up your life nor should I. Concentrating on solutions also requires a degree of realism. We're trying to put two disparate worlds together. It's not going to be easy. I keep saying that because it is real. We have to think solutions. I couldn’t help picturing them naked. My cock got harder.“Oh, my,” Marty said, clearly not at all surprised, “what have we here?”She pulled her hand to the front of my shorts and ran a finger up and down the zipper. My cock was rock hard by now and I had to reach down and straighten it up in my shorts, further embarrassment.“What do you think, Abby,” Marty asked, “should I help him out?”Mom, as usual, said nothing. Her mouth was slightly open and she was breathing faster, I thought. I just.