I knew I had nice tits. I'd been told so often enough. They were nice and round, about the size of a tangerine. Perky. Firm. I rubbed my palm across m... little nipples. Ooohh, that sent sparks straight to my clit. I did the other nipple. Juice squirted in me. I moaned softly. I slipped out of my panties and hung them on the hook. I took my bra and stuffed the cup into my mouth. Then I squeezed and pulled one tit and nipple while my hand raced down to my pussy. I rubbed my clit with my fingertips. “I still don’t believe your story, kid, but we’ll get in contact with your counselor and see what she has to say. In the meantime, I don’t suppose that you want to change your tune and just confess now and get it over with, do you?” he asked rhetorically.“Not in the least, because I’m not a liar,” I replied smugly.“Okay, kid. Time for fingerprinting and mug shots. You are officially being charged with the assault of Freddy Mason. You are to have no contact with him, and just to let you know, he. He had caught Dave and a date in sexual situations more than once, and had always responded coolly. He never hurried out of the room, and Dave was never really sure how long he had been watching. He realized now that his friend had always been attentive to him, whenever he was around. Tom would stop whatever he was doing and watch Dave exercise and dress. Dave wondered if the reason Tom never went naked around him was because he was sexually aroused. "Could Tom have a crush in him?" He thought.. Condition her that our relationship may be over soon. That soon they may have to move out. A sense of relief is coming over me. Somehow it’s good that this is ending. The whole thing with Nadine had been wrong from the beginning. Our relationship is way too sexually charged. It’s not appropriate. Maybe now that Nadine’s aware that this living situation may end soon she’s lost interest in her games.It's bedtime. I’m sighing and making my way upstairs to my room. I have to walk past Nadine’s room.