“C’mon.”I hesitated. I didn’t like being coddled like a five-year-old. Thinking about it though, I was acting like one, and she was doing noth...ng but being nice. I took her hand and my nerves calmed. The feel of her hand in mine was soft and pleasant. I don’t know what I had expected, but it was nice.She led me inside saying, “I know my place is a pig sty, but really!” Once we were both past the threshold, she pushed the door shut behind me. The heat of the day was shut out, and some part of. I wasn’t kissing my girlfriend on Friday, was I?”She launched herself at me and I staggered backwards a step from the force of it. Yep, definitely better than Friday.Life settled into something a routine after that. I played the role of Lisa’s boyfriend as best I could. And I was playing a role.Don’t get wrong, she was a nice girl and I enjoyed the time we spent together, but we both knew it wasn’t forever. At school, she was attentive without being clingy. I got a good morning kiss every day. "Now as a reward for being such a willingsubject, and giving me so much pleasure, you may relieve yourself." Helooked at her blankly. "Stay exactly as you are, on your knees, and youhave my permission to masturbate."He hesitated still, not fully understanding what she meant. "Come on."She said, "Pull your kilt up and take yourself in hand or you will missthe opportunity. You won't get a second chance."Tentatively, one hand lifted up his kilt and pulled aside the pantieshe still wore; the other. He could feel the scrape on his chin and wondered how much skin he had lost.“That was impressive, Jack. I haven’t seen anyone do a nose dive into the dirt like that in years,” Dave said with a smile.“I’m glad you’re impressed,” Jack said wryly. He figured his chase had made it maybe ten feet.“I used to coach baseball when I was younger. A lot of kids got bloody noses and very few of them were actually broken,” Dave said. In those days, parents didn’t rush off to a hospital at the first sight of.