I was so absent-mindedlately. I tried to remember where our flight originated. I tried toremember my address and phone number. It was all on the ti... of mytongue, but...."I've got the perfect outfit for you, Shawna." she laid out a pair ofshort-shorts and my yellow bikini top. What did she call me?She put the top on and it cradled my boobs perfectly. I felt a pangof envy that they weren't nearly as nice as Roxanne's puppies. Shehad that nice blue bikini that was so snug her nips punched. ’ She kissed me quickly on the cheek before shoving me out the door. ‘You’re a good man Sam, and here I have to settle for second best, and my fingers.’ The night past slowly. Some of the time I was rehearsing my presentation, while the rest of the time I was thinking of what Sylvie would be doing about now. I eventually got to sleep, only to be woken minutes later (it wasn’t really, a check of the clock told me that I’d had at least two hours sleep) by the clock radio built into the bed head.. Soon we enter her room I push me down on floor I got on my knees cold feet touching my butts I look up as he open his robe I was shock seeing his fat long shaft I look up worry and in lower voice telling him his not going to fit in my ass it's to thick he smile looking down grab my hairs in his hand telling open wide girlI did barely have his thick cock head between my lips stretching wide barely could suck his cock head after few mins later his cock still was half soft I get up he turn me bend. The reason she hadn’t had another k** yet was because she hadn’t been able to get pregnant this way. She had tried, quite a bit, but it just hadn’t worked out yet.All of this was unknown to me at the time. I knew her as a very attractive friend of my mother who gave me confidence in being a boy and hope in becoming a man. She encouraged an open mind in all things, sex included, and made conversation with me often.As I grew and hit puberty, she encouraged me to talk to her about everything.