Bye." Ok, bye" and they both hung up.Matthew's walk home was thoughtful. He still worried about performing onstage but his overiding thoughts now cent...ed around Olivia and how shehad lifted his skirt. The powerful feelings it evoked, it litterally madehis breathing falter. The intense turn on from that initial experiencefeeding further humiliation through his twitching penis. He had feltfrozen in place unable to react, allowing the view of his trapped manhoodto continue. He was both scared and. It's a big deal to him and you can use all this stuff, so maybe you should send him a Thank You/Valentine's Day note. Want some help writing it? Ha!" Now she has the ball."You're right. But a simple note won't do it. I'll think of a better way to thank him. Hmmmmm ... Maybe I'll stop by his place after work and show him how grateful I am."So, she is going to play. "Well, have fun. Let me know if I can help." As expected, she said nothing and left for work. She called at five to say she was. ” “Only your back?” “For starters.” She did, working up a lather with a generous dollop of body wash and sliding her hands over my soap-slick skin. It wasn’t better than sex, but it was pretty close. As she washed my lower back and then down onto my ass, her soapy hands parted my cheeks and tickled my asshole in passing, before then gently stroking the backside of my dangly bits. On the return trip she paused longer at my anus, tickling it with one finger before prodding more insistently. I. She only had her panties and a t-shirt on. “Jesus! You gave me a scare,” I exclaimed. “Why would you try and sneak up on me?” I asked and kissed her. She tried to wiggle out of my grasp but it was totally useless. “Could you please take the light out of my face?” she requested. “I feel like I’m being interrogated by Let.” “Let? What? The big guy from the train station?” I asked and she started telling me about the Youngsville police. There were only two of them, Sheriff Bighorn and John.