I answer a little too quickly ‘No, none the girls at our school are really my type’. ‘What’s your type then?’ he asks I want to say he is ...�� I don’t know, but I’d know it when I see it’. ‘You mean men,’ he says jokingly. ‘Wow Erin I never knew you were so funny,’ I say sarcastically and punch him on the arm We eventually stop talking and I turn the lights off and get ready to sleep. We both lay in the bed our backs facing one another. I think to myself you’re almost naked in the same bed. I was humiliated. This disgusting perverthad just sprayed cum on me and I couldn't do anything about it. It stung myeyes, and the smell made me gag. He threw my sweater to me and instructedme to wipe off. I gladly did so. He had me put on the satin nightgown andcrawl into bed. I cried myself to sleep.I woke up the next morning terrified, but his kind personna had returned.He made me breakfast and offered to let me stay a few more days. Fuck that.My job was done. As soon as I had a chance, I. The woods were near, close enough and thick enough for quick and safe hiding. She could easily have tiptoed off into the green undergrowth while the older boy, Tyler, turned his back to piss, and while the younger boy turned to watch him. The trouble was that Lynn saw the young boy's cock for the first time just as he was turning away from her, and his snakelike prick hypnotized her, held her where she stood, held her gawking and open mouthed. The vital seconds needed for her escape passed, and. As she finally found the slightly pronounced bump in my jeans, I gently took her hand, and stopped it before she could penetrate my first line of defense. "Geena, sweetheart, we're at the airport. We can do that soon, I promise." "But... I can't wait, Andrew." "Neither can I-- don't worry about it, OK? It'll happen, just give it time." "Alright... But you're driving. Stupid bloody traffic. Big freaking accident on the 401 because some idiot driver decided it would be smart to play chicken with.