. He went and locked the front door. Not so you know I was born in a very small town and really didn't know much of anything about big towns. So Pete ...comes back and starts to wash my hair. It feels good and I'm relaxed. All of a sudden I felt him brush his crotch againt my arm. I could tell he was half hard and I told myself was an accident. I didn't say a thing and he continude to wash my hair. A couple of mins later again I feel him brush against my arm. While I had never done much as a k** my. Even when we were back at home, I had observed that mom used to loosen her blouse and doesn’t wear a bra while she goes to sleep. There would be ample cleavage shown and I have had hard on as a teen looking it at.We were sharing the pillow and we were both facing each other with mom having let loose few hooks from her blouse. Wow, that’s where any good son doesn’t want to be. We were so close that we could breathe the same air and forehead was almost meeting. I was trying to distance at least. Only he was a sissy frozen in aspotlight on a stage in front of his girlfriend and a cruel shop owner.Having to model lingerie for his girlfriend had been an embarrassingenough task. Having to do it on a stage was worse but doing it with thismusic and a spot light definitely was the worse. He felt his whole-bodyquiver in embarrassment.When Marcy remained frozen in place Linda eventually had enough. Shestopped the music and spoke up sternly. "We are going to start over andyou are going to do it.