I knew what I wanted now. I knew who I wanted. And I knew what I had to do in order to get what I wanted. Leaving the park that’s when I saw him, st...ood over the other side of the playing field. At first I didn’t recognise him with the rain being so heavy. I could barely see two foot in-front of me clearly, there was just a blurry figure at the other side of the field. I stopped walking. Standing still I could feel the warm rain trickling down my cheeks, I focussed upon the figure finding the. Now it was my time to return her the favor. So I made her stand and I sat on the sofa. I widened her thighs and started licking her wet pussy. It had become loose with her juices but I didn’t slow down a bit. I continued licking her pussy with my tongue inserting it deep inside.I started giving her circling, tornado motions so she started shaking and held my head near her pussy. She started pushing my head so that my tongue goes much deeper to explore her pussy. Within a few minutes, she. Stepping in reminded me of stepping on to Don and Sarah’s pool deck. The old roller chairs in green leather now dry and cracking, huge sturdy wooden tables, a couple of bunks along the back wall and a closet in the corner whose aroma told me it had once housed the porta-poty. But part of it was the size of the place. Even at the top of the tower it was at least thirty foot on a side if not more, not including the twelve foot outside wrap around balcony. Just for grins I went outside and raised. I ... I was just joking! I didn't realize you knew who Brad was! I hoped you would think he was Charlie!" Why would you want me to think that?" he asked softly. "Is it because you and Brad don't want anyone to know you're in love?" He was sure he was right when she burst into tears, burying her face in her hands. He put his arms around her and held her gently as she wept against his chest. When she started to calm down, he pulled a handkerchief out of his pocket and gave it to her to wipe her.