She immediately pushed it away… she dint allow me to put my hand on her lap .. I don’t know for what reason.. maybe because its like too much or s...mething.. or its like the most private place for a woman…. I dint know at that point..so I went back to massaging her breast again…and she was happy about that part.. she had a great breast.. trust me … but then I wanted more.. So I went down a bit again.. and still down.. still down till I reached her navel..and then I slowly brushed her lap…this. “So, you got drunk with the girls and had a few smokes instead of visiting your parents like you were supposed to be doing. Is that what you’re saying?”That didn’t sound so good. “Well I was home four days. I had to go out with the girls some times.”“How many times is sometimes? Don’t even think about lying. I will phone your mother if I think you’re not telling the truth.” He firmly popped his paddle against the side of his leg.I hesitated, but knew he would call my mom if in doubt. “Well. No radio, no stereo, no noise was allowed during my incarceration. I went to bed early, a little scared that I would hear the door creak open and see Molly standing there. But fortunately, nothing of the kind happened.The rest of the week was more of the same. I talked to my friends at school, but had no contact with anyone after I got home. It helped that I was trying to work myself into exhaustion during soccer practice. Coach Neville had put a lot of pressure on me as Skip's replacement, and. I sat down next to her and she swiveled towards me so I would get a good look at what was on offer by now I had a ragging hard on and was thinking to myself this only happens in dirty mags and stuff? Any way she offered me a cigarette and a light, just as I was dragging on the cigarette she said “so do you like what you see” I think my eye almost popped out my head at this point.she then went on to say I have seen the way you look at me when I am up at Davey and I planned it so we could meet up.