I did not really believe any of it. How could I believe that he was serious?!Mr. Cazares, he has a talent for drawing. Our conversation continued afte... lunch. I should say that I actually was in a begging mood and had hoped to go to his trailer at the construction site he was at. I offered to have sex with him there that very Monday during my lunch hour, but the bastard refused me! He wanted to tease me, to make me wait. Oh, how horny I was for him! What a fool I was turning out to be!Instead. Finally a pair of yellow anklets with a dash of red trimaround the edges. And a pair of black flats. The black flats wouldmatch the new black purse Mom bought him yesterday.Sitting in front of the mirror with the deftness of an expert he pulledhis below the shoulder length hair back and stuffed it into a redscrunchie, he wished he could have bangs, because he thought pony tailslooked so much better with bangs. His hair was a problem, even with thelong hair back in vogue for boys, his was soft. . i do hope you enjoy,and feel free to comment directly to the author at [email protected] Dinner (and desert)By joan edwards (2004)Chapter 1 - The DateDespite the warm darkness of the room, sleeping was out of thequestion, although I lay comfortably on my back in bed. Even before Icould hear her moans of sexual pleasure, I couldn't take my mind off mythrobbing cock, the erotic sensation of my attire on my smoothly shaved skin, and the salty after taste lingering in my mouth. The events. Then, I’ll be dammed! She did it! “Finally”, I whispered. As she reached for the sun-tan lotion, she rolled over onto her back. Her small, firm breasts revealed to me at last! She rubbed lotion all over her chest and belly and laid her head back down on the towel. I immediately unzipped my pants and started jerking off. Never before had I seen such a beautiful sight. With her arms up and her hands folded behind her head, she took a deep breath, arching her back. My whole body contorted with.