I’d been sending him autographed baseballs from big-name players around the league. It was easy (and fun) to coax an autograph from an opposition te...am’s best-known player, box it up for Tad, and drop it off at a UPS store or a post office. He was acquiring a nice little collection.And I kept telling the boy that, very soon, the season would end and I had big plans to come down there and spend the entire winter with him and his mother and grandmother.Strangely, Tad’s reaction to these assurances. I moved mine against her waist, feeling us move in closer. I couldn’t wait anymore. I tilted my head down and reached for her gorgeous lips. We started to kiss. She tasted so good. And I wanted more. It was like she read my mind. She opened her mouth more and slid her tongue in. When she pulled away, she took me by the hand and guided me out of the club. She told me she lived two blocks down the street. How convenient! We walked back to her place and held hands the whole time. But this. I begin to touch myself. My slit is exposed, open, and the wetness is overwhelming. I probe that wetness with my index finger, and then raise it to my lips. I gently trace my lips with that wetness. I imagine the taste of it to be his. He is spread before me as I pleasure him with my mouth and tongue...Oh God how I want to experience that! To simply kneel before him and bury my face between his legs. Any patience that I had before is swept away in that moment and with that thought. My actions. Even if someone’s door was open, I was supposed to just walk right on by. Running would result in strict punishment. This was how most of our dares went. Occasionally someone would open the door and the person would have to run. The result was that the next dare would be much more public and almost always guaranteed that someone would see.I stripped in the stairwell leaving all my stuff to be guarded by Natalie. As I opened the door to the hallway Natalie pushed the call button on the elevator.