“Oh, not much,” the principal said, waving an arm towards his office. “Just wanted to talk to you about this summer.”Heather immediately took ...a sigh of relief. No angry parent today. Angry parent tomorrow maybe, but not today, she thought.“We’re in need of a fourth person to go to San Diego this summer,” the principal continued. As he sat down at his desk, every joint and hinge in his chair squeaked, groaned, or popped under his weight. “Mrs. Williams had to back out and we really need someone. Anyway this story is about the time I walked in on my steps*n wanking, he is 18 now, about 5' 5" skinny with a lovely 9" cock which looks even bigger protruding from his skinny body, this happened a couple of years ago not long after he had finished school and was waiting to start college.It was a usual boring midweek day lunchtime, I had heard him banging around upstairs as I was cleaning in the kitchen, I was putting some clothes in the washing machine when I thought I may as well go up and. No one used maps anymore. Hadn’t he ever heard of GPS? Whatever. Nervously, she approached the curb. “Where you headed?” “Route 85?” “Yeah, follow the road all the way down, about 5 miles.” She pointed in the direction she’d been walking. A feeling of disappointment settled in her when they thanked her and drove off, unaware of the cargo van that had slowed behind them until it rolled to a halt, taking the SUV’s place. It all happened so fast she didn’t even have time to scream. One moment she. She was an amazing tease. Admittedly, since I wasn't having sex, it was the next best thing. One early morning, I snuck into Gretchen's bedroom through a window. She lived with her mom on the first floor of an apartment complex not more than a could miles from where I lived. Typically, her mom works nights as nurse at our tiny hospital in town. Gretchen wasn't expecting me to visit that morning. I caught her in a sheer blue nightie and panties. I stripped down to my underwear and we started.