“As long as you take your time and do it slow. I need to get used to it again.” Mmmmmm. Sarah did want to play. My pants were off and my erection ...as pointing straight at Sarah. She stared at it with the look of a person who hadn’t eaten any food in days. I should have made it part of this little game we were starting, and denied her any cock. I should have just tied her to the bed without letting her touch my erect pole. But why deny myself? I walked to the edge of the bed, my shaft bobbing. Looking out of place in such an environment of disuse as this, it gleamed. Black bodywork swept sensually over from the long bonnet, sweeping back over the doors and roof, curving into an unobtrusive spoiler, cradling large wheels with gleaming alloy spokes. Yet, far from looking contrived, the car exuded purpose and workmanship, every line of it speaking of power and fluidity. I loved it. Rose stopped for a second, a fond look coming over her face, and said, "There's my life, Peter. It's all I. It is even more difficult to do with someone my size – or Ashley's size. There is a real tendency for the guy to see a girl of small stature and to try to dominate them. That isn't what I saw in those scenes. I read where Ben said those were almost entirely unedited. He didn't go through and cut them to make it look like you and Ashley were good together. You were good together. And the dialog was fantastic. He said it was all ad-libbed, that you two simply played off the other. I, uh, well.... And it was a lot of work: I reckon that I delivered 26 loads round there that week – that’s an awful lot of meat-beating. In fact some of the days it seemed like I never really put it away: I was either beating my meat at the neighbours or having an introductory shaft-stroke back at home over some porn before I went round for yet another perv session.But I’m getting ahead. Neighbour – nothing to write home about, 45+, medium tits, never dressed sexily, BUT, I had fantasised endlessly about what.