He reached out and shook my hand. I smiled shyly as I listened to his instructions concerning where and when the first meeting would be. ‘I trust yo... know Tim,’ Father Ostertag said on the first day of our new meeting. ‘Yes,’ I said. I was quite excited. Tim was a senior and he was very cool. He had befriended me in study hall and I loved listening to him when he would talk about philosophy and theology. ‘It’s good to see you,’ Tim said as he reached for my hand. ‘You too,’ I said. ‘ I didn’t. She turned and looked at me “I think that’s a great idea I will go with him” and he tossed me his keys.The cool winter air was a welcome relief and started feeling better instantly. I found my father’s car in the lot a Chrysler 300 with a large back seat which was much more comfortable for a nap than my own. As I settled in against the cold window she cuddled up next to me. We lay there unmoving quiet for several minutes. She began to stir as if she had some sort of epiphany or new idea. Slowly. Trust me, it's part of the package." What about you? Are you part of the package?" I looked down at the log that lifted the leg of his shorts, threatening to peek out under the hem.He laughed deeply, "Mon, leave some surprises for yourself!" He was still chuckling as he left the room, repositioning himself to hide his persistent erection.I stripped and tried to hide my own throbbing cock in my board shorts, tossing on a 'wife-beater' t-shirt and chuckling to myself about the irony. They should. And all the family members were forcing her to stay back because it’s already 11.30 then I want to utilize this opportunity and offered her to drop at her home. that day I was enjoying all my way to her home. she was scared of sitting on bike and I was driving on 60’s she was scared and hugged me from behind her boobs were touching my back. and we both reached her home at 12.30 this time also she asked me to stay back as its Saturday the next day and it’s off for me. this time I agreed so that.