But when I look at that friend, I feel like a horny teen. I guess I am. But she’s given every indication that she feels the same way and I don’t f...el the least bit guilty about it. I sure hope everything works out at the dance next week. I don’t want anyone to get hurt.“Polygons are going to kill me,” Rachel sighed as she sat at lunch with us Friday.“Are those nasty polygamists trying to get you into their cult?” Beca asked brightly.“Poly... ?” Rachel snorted in the most unladylike manner I’d. I felt the heat rush to my face then, dick leaping and fighting to break free from the restraints of my jeans. She held firm, timing her squeezes between throbs. I shifted again, and her hand fell away. As I made move to get up, she beat me to it and stood in front of me. The waist of her skirt was at eye height, black and pattern ruffling and creasing before my eyes until I saw more and more thigh. “Would you like to see more?” she said smiling down at me. I looked into her eyes, blaxingly. Just as I think my legs are going to give way you stand up, as you keep hold of my arms behind my back you gently lead me out of the lift. I try to shimmer my dress down but you make sure it stays up around my waist, I can feel the cool air on my lower body as you walk me down a carpeted corridor, and I dont know if anyone can see. As we walk further down the corridor your hand moves lower and lower, so that by the time we stop your hand is resting on my bare arse. I hear you open a door and. I dint’ know what to do. If I were to mention this to Marg, she might be angry with Katie, and I did not want that. It could be the cause of her not trusting any adult with anything in the future. On the other hand, if Katie ever mentioned to her mother, I had given her an opinion or advice on certain topics, then Marg could be upset that I was interfering. I also did not want to tell Katie that I was uncomfortable with our talks. It seemed I was the only male adult she could speak with and I.