Yeah, I'll shoot some pool with you. Rack em up while I go take a piss." Sure, ok." Jake said.Hank slid of his stool and walked to the men's room. He ...was drunk, but still not drunk enough to stagger, and he sure wasn't slurring his words yet. Hank Wilson was a veteran drinker and a Viet Nam vet too. He also had no friends.When Hank returned Jake was waiting for him, the pool balls racked into a tight triangle."You wanna break em?" Jake asked."Naw, you go ahead." said Hank. He figured if Jake. He was older and quite good looking. I was just developing and starting to get nice tits. My mom had large tits and so it was normal for me to develop big tits like her and at a young age. I also had a big interest in sex. Two weeks after my cuz moved in I heard him come into my room one night. My room and my cuz were upstairs and mom and dad were downstairs. He walked to my bed and pulled the covers back. He was naked and I just stared at his cock. He already had grown into quite a man. "Take. Before I could turn to see who it was, she held me. Her arms around me, her breath on my neck. She stepped back, allowing me to turn. She was wearing a cream coloured blouse with a blue pattern. Her work lanyard still hung around her neck. This time I would not let her leave.My fingers anxiously felt for the buttons on her blouse. Staring intently as I slid it from her shoulders, revealing her simple white bra, I watched the rise and fall of her breasts as she breathed nervously. I read her. Sure enough, a sign confirmed the rough road was Bickefeldstrabe so, with a hint of trepidation, I crunched through the gravel, passing old factory buildings until, with some relief, I found the place I was looking for. Bordoll, it transpired, occupied an unassuming two-storey office-style block in the heart of an industrial estate that, curiously, included an old red British telephone kiosk.Buzzer pressed, I waited a moment or two before the door clicked open. Stairs led me up to the first.