Then I asked her if I could read her palm she agreed, and I held and gently pressed her hand acting to understand what her lines said she asked – ky... likha hai mere haath mein? I told her, to be honest I don’t know Shikha, but I just wanted to touch your hand she moved away from me.I went close to her and asked, Shikha, may I hug you please she looked down and nodded gently.I moved a step ahead and embraced her in my arms, she remain unmoved and I could feel the softness of her breasts against. She loved the way he looked, just so perfect, his arms so big, yet so gentle. His chest, just the right amount of muscle and cuddle padding, that she felt so safe she could stay there all day. His face looked at peace in her bed. She lowered her towel that was wrapped around her and pulled her hair out of the towel. She climbed into her side of the bed, George didn't move. She moved closer to him, trying not to wake him. As her long blonde hair touched his chest, he stirred a little but stilled. I had decided to take the bull by the horns and ask her outright.“Can I ask you a question Ali?” I asked as she smiled across at me, she nodded her acceptance and I cleared my throat, this would either be a very smart move or the worst decision of my life, I was just finding the right way to put it, here goes“When we met lunchtime at the toilets, had you ever been in those toilets before?” I asked immediately regretting it, I needn’t have worried as without a blink she answered ‘Yes’“Oh” I was. "Wait a minute. You are sweating like a fucking pig."Mark strode up tothe boy and started to rub his hands over the kid's nakedbody. He rubbedthe boy's sensitive nipples, and they grew hard andpointed."Got to get some of this sweat off you." Mark's handswent down to theboy's thighs and rubbed them. Then he rubbed the kid'ssmooth flat tummy.Then he ran his hands lightly over the fat lump in theunderpants."Not a bad package. That should sell underpants." Helaughed."Isn't it illegal for underage.