" "You're becoming a fine young man, Clark. I've seen you looking at me a number of times and I can see just where you are looking." "I can't help it... mom, your body... you are just so beautiful." "I can help you out, baby, if you want, but I'd like you to help me too, okay?"I must have looked puzzled because I was. She then explained that she knew I was masturbating regularly, and that was okay. She said that everyone did it and admitted she did it herself now that dad was away. Then she. “These bloody clasps are a nightmare Aimee…” She mumbled distractedly.“Here, let me help you.” Aimee let her fingers trail over the offending clasps. As they both tackled the awkward job, Sasha’s hand slipped and accidentally brushed against one of Aimee’s nipples which was tellingly erect.“Oops, sorry Hun.” She apologised hurriedly.“Please, don’t be sorry…” Her friend replied softly before she grabbed Sasha’s fingers and placed them firmly over her hardening bud. Sasha took a sharp intake of. .... I had completely forgotten about Ryan – he was cute that is for sure and he is a Southern Kiwi man (kinda like a Southern US guy – born and bred on the farm, pretty str8 acting and my bet is he could sheer - or share – a sheep). I can't believe I hadn't given him much more though because I don't really know any gay guys in town yet. So last week I get a txt from Ryan saying that he and his boyfriend (yes he wrote boyfriend) were going to shoot some pool and I was welcome to join them.The. As she gyrated to the music she pulled the hairpin loose from her hair allowing it to fall free. She shook her head which let her hair fall evenly around her shoulders. She was dancing with her eyes closed, her head tilted back slightly as she dug into her purse. She pulled a small lipstick out and began applying red lipstick to her already shiny lips. I was mesmerized watching her apply the bright red tint to her lips. With her eyes still closed her head began to sway to the music. Diane moved.