What a strange thing to say out of nowhere I thought, but then thinking about it, so was I. When I realized that my heart skipped a beat.'Where is thi... going?' I thought. 'Does he want to do... something with me?' And suddenly all I could think about was cumming by someone else’s hand rather than mine. After a moment I responded.“Actually... yes, very. Until you said it though, I didn't know I was. Why?”“Well I don't know about you but at this point, I don't mind who I get off with.”I. This is when our relationship began to develop, and this began to happen quite often. I spent a lot more time at her house and we got a lot closer. We never went very far sexually. After a few months of kissing and touching whenever we were together, things started to go a little further. She used to climb on top of me as we were kissing and she’d get her pussy in place with mine and rub herself on me. We were always fully clothed when we did this, we still weren’t comfortable with it to take. McAllister eyed her dress, as plain and shapeless as the others on the girls and women of the village. "This seems a loveless place," he muttered, but then spoke aloud. "You have but to ask, Mademoiselle, and I will do what I may."The word from his own world caused her to frown for a moment. "Your half-grown woman," she repeated, and brightened. "I like that," she said.McAllister gave her a wry smile, for the vagaries of translation, and said, "Perhaps you'd tell me what service I can do for. You need to get up." Ok." She got up and stretched and we joined our parents at the table.Liz and Dad had pulled up a lawn chair each and relaxed. Emily and I sat down on the picnic bench that faced them. I started the conversation."Dad, Liz, something happened this week that we need to talk about. It happened on Monday night. We had a nasty thunder and lighting storm and..."Liz interrupted, "Oh my, did Emily get afraid of the thunder again and jump in bed with you? She's always been afraid of.