I still wanked over pictures of women in their underwear and fantasised about the girls at school, touching their breasts and even putting my hand dow... their knickers and fingering their slippery fannies. On the other hand I also fantasied about being touched by this older man gain and even touching him.Anyway, the opportunity to go round to his house came up a few days later and my heart was pounding with excitement as I knew something was gong to happen, it might be the same again, maybe. ..i paused "and did HE have a name and in what way was he thorough?" my heart is thumping once again "yeah i think he said his name was Miles and he just relaxed me from top to toe that's what i meant by thorough, not your idea of thorough mark.. you know a ten minute rub down then wanting to fuck" she laughed and i laughed too. we laughed it off when i had a thought "Sar you only wore that dress there what did you wear for the massage?" "nothing" she said pretty brazenly... then backtracked "i. “Damn,” Barry announced as he threw his girlyboi on the bed. “We need a drink.”Mateo stood up and rushed to the refrigerator. He poured two cups of rum and added a splash of cola in each of them. He carried the drinks over to where Barry was now disrobing.“I love your body, papi,” Mateo said handing over one of the red plastic cups.“You’re too funny. I got a beer belly. I’m not a body builder.”“I know, handsome. That’s why I like it. Nobody likes abs.”“If you say so.”Barry gulped his down as. “Whoa I’m not going to hurt you but I need your help. They’re after me.” She said raising her arms, trying to be as nonthreatening as possible. The man still looked at her and then turned his head to look in the direction of the dogs, looking again at Sandra No. 7 he eventually pocketed his knife and gestured for her to follow him into the building. The stairs were cratered and broken, the handrail was missing and water gushed from the ceiling but the pair managed to climb flight after.