She reminds me of you, in some ways at least. I believe that there are things you could teach each other. At the very least you might be able to offe...r each other some support." Maybe." I shifted awkwardly in the seat, uncomfortable at being put on the spot. "I mean, we could meet once and see how we get on. If you think it's important." I don't know about important, but it may be beneficial to you both. Anyway, from what you've told me you haven't made many friends down here yet. Maybe. Beth took up the seat next to him during breakfast and was soon talking mile a minute. It was as if they had known each other forever and not just for a few days. Her brother interrupted her every now and then with playful jibes to which Beth stuck her tongue out at him and immediately resumed talking with Danny. It was a close-knit family, perhaps drawn more closer by the sudden passing away of their father. Perhaps having a man in the house seemed to temporarily fill the void created by their. Actually all he'd ever done was touch a girl's tits and french kiss. Once a girl let him touch her, down there, but only for a minute."Jesus, what about Jimmy?" he said."He's been around too," the boy croaked.The way she was touching his cock was driving him crazy."It's getting even bigger," she said.He was beginning to forget that Penny was his sister. He covered her hand with his. "Touch it here," he said.She touched the tip of her fingers to the rim under his cockhead. "Here?" she said.His. Even the sound of the lens shattering didn't make him feel better. How dare she do this to him. He thought she understood, thought she knew that she was the prize. And the prize was supposed to stay chaste. It was the way the game was played.He pulled at his hair, feeling as if the rage would make him explode. So she thought that she could play this game, play false with him. He would make sure she understood how things stood. He was in charge. He was, not that damn cop. She would understand,.