I want to do all those things but wecan't. Can you imagine what they would do if we showed up with me in agown looking so beautiful?"I stopped the car...and held him in my arms and comforted him. He let losewith a stream of tears. I knew he was right about us showing up at schoolas prom dates. I wished there was something I could do. I think I wouldhave loved to take him to the prom."It is too bad," he said as I started the car again, "That you don't goto your old school. We could go there if you. From the look in hiseyes he would have thrown me down and had his way with me right thereand then if he could have. And while I didn't want him in that way Iunderstood. If sport is war sublimated then dancing is sex sublimated,something I'd always known."I need to kiss you right now," said Helmut, breathing heavily. "Let'sgo down to the garden."I nodded, and he led me out onto the balcony and down the stairs to thegarden at the rear of the castle. It was dark, the garden illuminatedonly by the. It was around lunchtime and my wife said she would make a bite to eat, which she did, making some delicious sandwiches. As we were eating our lunch, I was constantly looking at the little girl and I have to admit, getting somewhat turned on by her, how could I not, as she really was the sweetest little “girly” girl in the world. My cock was very hard, as I imagined all the things I wanted to do to her. It was then that the idea came to me, “oh no, I couldn’t” I thought to myself “she is just. She struggled, at that moment I laughed, I thought she must have wished I was there or that she'd come home with me, she was really struggling but she was no match for the man, he held her arms by her side almost lifting her around to the music.She was getting angry, shouting at him as she tried to pull her arms up, all he was doing was singing to her as he swayed her from side to side, then he looked at one guy near the bar, "Go serve some more beers while me and the land-lady smooch a bit."I.