I asked him what he thought he was doing and he told me he just wanted to feel me like I had felt him. I put my clothes back on and we went back to pl...ying in the yard. He came over a few more times that summer and sometimes he would beg me to pee for him again but even though I secretly wanted to I never could build up the courage to do it.He and his family moved away before the start of the school year. I had been glad at the time. Greatful that he wouldn't be going to school and telling. ‘Mmm!’ Jane moaned, pushing Wendy away. ‘Sorry, love, we have to stop this now, and get to the airport.’ ‘Yes, wouldn’t want to be late giving your Brad his surprise treat.’ Rubbing the sleep from her eyes, Jane mumbled, ‘Hmm? What treat?’ ‘Me, silly. Aren’t I your gift to Brad?’ ‘And he and I are both my gift to you, my sweet angel.’ They quickly kissed again, slid their skimpy dresses over their heads, and grabbed their suitcases. They strolled hand-in-hand, giggling all the way, to the hotel. My back and arms were aching. All I could think about was pleasing him as I kept pushing the limit of my body. The room echoed with sound, louder and louder. Until he reached over my shoulder, closed the piano book, and said "I think that's enough for today." There was a subtle hint of disappointment in his voice. I should've practiced. But, I had always struggled with Rachmaninoff 3rd concerto, and I surrendered to the fact I would never become a real pianist. I stood up from the bench and. The only thing worthy of mention during that time was a brief conversation in which Sherry statement controlled Brent activities for the remainder of her time there."How did you sleep last night?" He asked Sherry at one point. "You ended up passing out last night. Was my bed comfortable enough?" I slept like a rock." She reassured him.It was the statement that followed that made him nervous, excited, and anxious all the once."Particularly in the morning, I could sleep through anything in the.