Jack was sleeping under one sheet only as it was a hot night and his mother, still horny from the fingering she had just come from with his sister not...ced a slight tenting in that one sheet.Jack was a lovely kid. He was fifteen but in some ways much less mature than his little sister. He stood just under 5'9'' which seemed short these days amongst his peers. He had a slim build, not quite skinny but almost and again, in comparison to his peers he was a bit of a weakling. He was shy and quiet. Remember that dress? It was a little short perhaps but it did show off my stocking-clad legs rather nicely. And you must admit, the low-cut front did get your attention. Or, was it that it was so snug you could see there was nothing underneath?It took very little time before you invited me to your home, an invite which I politely refused. Even though we went out several times I made sure it was always in public and that you never had me alone with you. The most you ever got to do was. When I wake up my pants are all wet. And it’s not pee, if you know what I mean. What’s even worse is that I think about it when I’m awake and my dick gets hard every time. I have to pretend to go to the bathroom all the time so I can rub it and make it go away. Stephanie hasn’t said or done anything since. I want to see her in a bra again but when I ask to go to the mall she says she doesn’t feel like it. I don’t know what to do. 7/11/16I’m totally freaking out! Stephanie saw me watching her. In short, he remembered her fondly because her personality and Iris' were so similar.He had got along well with her with her family too. And her slightly creepy great-grandmother, who had once been visiting when Clara brought him over in the Christmas holidays, had been a little too enthusiastic about his relationship with her great-granddaughter. Seeing it all as a big joke, Clara later told him the old crone had urged her to have his kids because he supposedly had some kind of gift.Dave had.