When she was done, she beamed at me and I realized that, even though she was no teen girl anymore, she was definitely a looker! “You come back?” s...e asked me in her heavily accented English. “Definitely!” I said with a grin. She patted me gently on the cheek and gave me a very saucy smile. I did go back to see her many times. I was getting my hair cut about every six weeks or so, and each time she treated me to several closeups with her boobs and held my head and face pressed into them a lot.. Can you believe it?" He shot in his pants?" Yeah, he laughed about it, thought it was funny." So that's as far as you've gone?" I asked."Um, no, the next time we were on the sofa like that, I had him take his pants down and I did it to his dick." A handjob?" Yeah, it was the first time I'd ever seen his dick, well, any boy's dick, really, oh, except for babysitting, you know, little boys." What did it look like?" Kind of pinkish-brown, long and with a neck on it then a top kind of rounded and,. She came down. I sat in my window. When I noticed that she is looking at me, I started changing my clothes showing as if I don’t know she is watching me. Then what… I started shagging. She was still looking at me. I could c her getting aroused n horny. After 5 min I worn my jeans n went out. Next evening again I changed my cloths in front of her purposely. This continued for a week and on Friday when I did this for long time, she again got wild. By now we both had this in our minds that I do it. I picked him up, as he was thumbing a ride one night to this gay bar in San Mateo that’s no longer there, called “B” Street (on actual B Street) and there was a lesbian bar upstairs too. So, we talked as I drove him there and before I dropped him off, we made out for a few minutes and we exchanged numbers. Richard and I hooked up again not too long after and he had me over his grandmother’s house in Redwood City where he lived in this little house behind her house that was once his.