Once there, I bit the waist band and pulled them off of your body, your legs moving sensually along with the motion. You never once took your eyes off...me.Finally, I had before my eyes the sight I had longed for. You were laid down on your back, hair down, black as the feathers of the raven. Your glasses remained on so you could enjoy the view as much as I got to. Your breasts, two perfect mounds of flesh, poking out. Your nipples, a mixture of pink and light brown, poking out, hard from the. "Ahah! Thought Jan. Here's a problem I can help with. Jan remembered her nervousness and subsequent awkwardness during her first encounters. She knew it was even worse for boys, because they seemed to need it so much. She thought that maybe she could help Bobby alleviate some of the anxiety as well as help him avoid some of the more embarrassing mistakes some people make during their first kiss."Well Bobby, if you want I could teach you how to kiss. I've been told I'm pretty good at it." Would. "From the fact sheet I know how old I am, but how old are you?" I asked."I'm twenty-seven and unmarried. Before you ask again I am not gay, I have been tied up for a while." he said."Then you should go out and find yourself a nice girl and get married. It says in the bio that I have a daughter named Cindy who is twenty-one and in college maybe she would do." I suggested."I don't think that is a good idea," he said.I shrugged and moved on. Tell me Royce am I getting any better or am I just one. It was on the third evening of her trip when I came home late from college and found the pair of them in the sitting room with a whole bunch of old photo albums open on the coffee table."Where are these from?" I asked as I dropped my bag at the side of the sofa and flopped down in the chair next to it.Gran looked up at me. "Oh, these are mine. They're the old stuff I found in a box in the attic after your Grandpa passed on. You know what he was like. He never went anywhere without his camera..