Sam checked the camera, scrolling through picture after picture ofhimself. He looked good. He knew he did. No one could have guessed thegirl throwing ...er hair back, biting her lip and standing prone on allfours in these pictures was a boy. Sam smiled. The loud knock at the doorwiped the smile straight from his face.He froze.The knock rang out again louder than before. Sam edged slowly towards thehallway, taking care to not make a sound. He held the camera close to hischest. The door banged. Despite Herb’s apparent willingness to share his good fortune with me, I wanted to start things off on a high note. I figured that beer and pizza were an excellent opening gambit for me.I also brought Tricia flowers, message being that just because she was apparently my slut, didn’t mean that I thought less of her for being so, or that sluts (or slut wives, for that matter) somehow didn’t need a little token of affection now and then. I wondered how she would react to that. I needn’t have. He added she was sexier than the girls his age, She asked him why he thought that and he said girls his age never dress up in hot dresses and pantyhose and he loved that. She could feel his hardness against her to realize she better stop dancing with him before she got herself in real trouble.When she got back to her friends they told her she should slow down on the drinking she's embarrassing herself. She told them she was just having fun and they asked her if she realized that her dress. This time instead of moving them back up his torso he slid them down inside his waistband. Sonia let out an involuntary gasp as she watched his hands disappear down the front of his shorts. It was obvious from the movements beneath the material that he was playing with himself, and this was having an equally obvious effect on Sonia, as she felt her nipples harden.She slid one hand up inside her vest and started gently tweaking her erect nipple, without once taking her eyes off the scene in next.