Why don't you finish?" Cuz you're watching. I can't ... just pick up where I left off."She reached for my limp dick. "Then let me help." What! Why the...hell are you home, wasn't there a football game tonight?" I said as she gripped the soft lace panties and began stroking."I guess you were too busy to notice that it's raining," she said, watching my manhood re-animate. "This is quite an impressive package you've got here, bro."I knew what we were doing was way wrong, but the feel of her hand and. I sat and stared at the thing for so long that my late breakfast went its unfortunate way. I could understand the anger that she felt – even if I knew it was completely misplaced – but even I could see that rather more of an immediate problem was that it was now quite late on Sunday afternoon and ... well, the meeting had presumably achieved whatever it might have achieved without any sort of input from me. I felt like smashing my head against the wall a few times, contented myself, instead,. ”“And how did it go?”“Great, once Jocelyn got me calmed down.”“So before Jocelyn, you’d never seen a girl naked or touched a girl, except over her clothes?”“I had a heavy make-out session with that girl I went out with once after I broke up with April. We messed around, I guess what you might call second base, but our clothes were on.”“You only saw her once?”“Yes. I just felt, well, almost dirty.”“Why is that?”“Because I barely knew her and I was struggling with what my church teaches about. I wonder while all this is, I am not a uncaring person, I have my days just like anyone else, but I am compassionate, tender, loving, I have a wonderful sense of humor, I easily laugh at my own faults and mistakes, people use to tell me I had such a beautiful smile, I don’t imagine I have been flashing it off too much these last few years. Jeez … there was a time that I use to walk around smiling all the time, giddy even, just happy. I want those days back. Why can’t I reached out and grab.