Damn good thing that door's locked. Jane was the thirteen year old girl from next door. I had just been looking through a copy of Sunshine & Health, a...nudist magazine with my pubescent, fifteen year old dick at full mast and dripping precum. Shit, not now. I quickly jammed my cock back into my pants and zipped up. Just as quickly, I shoved the nudie magazine under my mattress."I'm coming, Janie, I'm coming." I wish to God I was, my balls are aching now.That was summer, 1950. Back in 1939, the. She watched quietly as he poured an inch of emerald liquor into each of two heavy crystal goblets. The liquid seemed to glow and sparkle through the many angled facets of glass. She grew more curious when he balanced a long, slotted spoon across the top of one of the glasses, then lifted a single cube of sugar from a small porcelain bowl, centering it on the spoon. After preparing the second glass in exactly the same way, he placed it beneath the narrow spigot of a silver tureen which stood. “Of course,” I said lightly. “I didn’t think you had any interest in it or I’d have invited you along.”She shrugged. “I’m curious about what you do there, but I’m not really interested in joining or anything like that.”“That’s cool. It’s not like Coach Mullins who went mental at the thought of someone watching her practices. I rent the gym and I pay the coach. I reserve the right to have you around to watch.”“I might not want to go every time, but once in a while would be nice,” she said and we. Sunduram almost climaxed immediately at that moment. But for some reason the humiliation and anxiety also made him begin to lose his erection. He gave Rita a concerned look, but she was undeterred and took his softening penis in her hand, stroking it and rubbing the tip against her warm pussy lips. ?Come on,? She seethed, ?Can you do anything right? Do I need to call your boss here tonight? Go get your phone!?Sunduram cried out, his penis beginning to squirt.Rita sighed disdainfully, catching.