I volunteered to come over and have some fun with her. At first she declined, said she liked me a lot and enjoyed our friendship. She would joke aroun... with me and always teased me by asking if I was happy to see her because she accused me of having a bulge in my pants. My response was always you know want it! Well one day she replied with, how about coming over this weekend and we will see where it leads to! Saturday came and I was eager to visit my work friend! I showed up and she greeted me. "I chuckled, but this was exactly what I needed to stay awake. I recited it to the boy again, watching him, eyes closed trying to remember every line. I suddenly stopped."Did you forget the rest?" Gaku asked."No..." I could hardly believe my eyes, "Watch this"I began again, pointing down the vale for the youngster. As I recited, the Zibong seemed to stop its endless back and forth motion, as if it was listening. Very strange. I got to the end of the poem and watched in wonder as the Zibong. Was she using a toy, or just touching herself? I became extremely aroused from the sight of this gorgeous young thing playing with herself not realizing she was being observed. I pounded Sharon's wetness with renewed vigor as I alternated my glances between the beautiful butt in front of me and the lovely face out the window. My motions subconsciously locked rhythm with the motions of the girl's hand across the way. In a few moments Sharon and I came nearly simultaneously."Wow, you're energetic. Is that what it is? Or is it more than simple lust? I am not experienced enough to know.I am surprised at the welcome I feel from the people in this little town. When I was staying with your Aunt Jean, I even considered looking in the phone book to see if I might find a job in my profession. I have a license, which is quite an accomplishment at my age, even though I seldom mention it.However, I didn't make any calls, probably because I am too insecure to ask for a job. I know I could get a lot.