His shaggy blonde hair was not a distraction to me, nor his defined eight pack. What caught my attention almost instantly was the bulge in his pants. ...he thought of his twelve inch dick would make any pussy tremble and embarrass any black man. All I knew was I needed to get close to him without the family around. He sat down on the couch and I took my place as any girlfriend would, right next to him. The best part was I gave him a little sneak peak of my grey and pink thong. In almost an. . well, the younger ones that were in their twenties that were on staff as assistant teachers and student advisers.At the start of the school year, you had even joined a Promise Circle, in the hopes that support and encouragement from others that felt as you felt would be able to help stave off your desires. While it had worked for a little while, by the middle of the school year it was becoming more and more difficult to actually WANT to adhere to the promise of abstaining from sex until. An old couple walk by, the ducks get some bread. My hand returns to the bag. This time my fingers spread over your inner thigh, as I caress you again. I notice the steadiness to your breathing, the rise and fall of your covered bosom. My fingers continue their movement. Have they moved higher? Yes they have but it’s a slow progress. Another passerby, the ducks are grateful. Back in the bag my fingertips slide from the top of your leg to its inner thigh stopping at the hem of your trouser. A. Thank good ness this isn't a father-son picnic."The entire family clopped down the pier to work their way to the ride but they were stopped by a wall of people before they could even get half way there. John looked up and tapped a big guy on the shoulder to ask him what the crowd was about."Excuse me," John said softly, "what is the hold up here? I need to get down the pier."The big guy turned around and looked down at John. " Hi beautiful. What's your name?" He said."Nevermind buddy,".