Tightening hisbuttocks he tried to remember how his body had felt before coming toNorton's - weak it had been, and covered in a layer of pudgy fat.He ...ould feel his ribs now, and the edge of its cage around his flat,hard belly. His chest had soft patches, but the slippery nipples attheir center were hard; they poked out and felt sensitive.Closing his eyes he reached down for his genitals.Spreading his thighs he placed the palm of his hand around the package.The flesh was as sensitive as his. In reply, she simply smiled and winked at me. I couldn't imagine what the wink meant because she had been divorced for several years and I knew she didn't have a live-in lover. A few days after Jessy and I became lovers, Linda changed her routine. Instead of coming over in her fuzzy robe, she came over wearing sexy little baby doll outfits with nothing on under them except for matching vee-strings. She had a large collection of baby dolls—red ones, yellow ones, blue ones and white ones. At. “I wonder what it feels like,” she told herself. “I so want to do that again.” She made it a point of calling him the following day. And she did. She asked him what was on his schedule. He said nothing. She invited him out to lunch and surprisingly he said yes. She was soooo delighted she almost went back to the house and did it again. She almost tried masturbating again. But she did not that afternoon. Instead she read a new book. That week they had dinner. Oddly, it was at a nice and. Soon the conversation reverted to my performance and how he had helped me during a particularly difficult patch I had had with the police when I had run away from home. The headmaster told me that, if it hadn’t been for his intervention, then the police would certainly have taken it further. However, he reassured me that the case had now been closed. I thanked the headmaster profusely, feeling both embarrassed that I had put the school in a difficult position but also very proud that I had such.