Friday night, the boys were playing video games in my son’s room while I figured out where they would be sleeping. More boys than I had expected had... shown up so one of them was going to have to sleep in my room. Brad, who I already knew from a previous visit, volunteered right away to be the one to come over to my room. He was a handsome sixteen-year-old and it was easy to tell that he had somewhat of a crush on me.In the middle of the night, I awoke to the feeling of his erection pressing. Dinah's dulled senses finally caught up with the situation. She was hanging by her ankles, her face level with that of the villainess."Awww, don't be a scaredy-birdie," Harley told her as she stroked the bound heroine's face, "I ain't gonna do anythin' bad to ya. I want us all to be friends!"Harley executed a perfect backflip and came to a rest in a pose midway between offering a hug and, hands outstretched, presenting something to Dinah. The effect was ruined by the enormous wooden mallet in. I think she noticedthat I was topless.She knew better, but I still told her, “No, my hubby iswith me. My stud has the night off.”“You are so bad, girl.”I grabbed my husband’s hair. “Stand up and be agentleman. Where are you manners?” He stood up allright and was right behind me. I could feel his warmbreath on my neck. Here I was, nude and talking with my“milf” neighbor. My husband was behind me, rock hardand was letting me feel him. It was. ’ It’s all funny now, Hansen. All funny now. Wait till it turns to tears. **** Emma’s skin tingled where he had kissed her and she fought the urge to touch it. He was a big flirt, that was all there was to it. Although he had started out being rather nasty before he’d figured out she wasn’t a rich spoiled brat slumming it. He certainly was a strange man at times, she mused to herself and giggled at his over acting. ‘I just bet you do. I guess I’m a better snuggle partner than Carl.’ She added.