. well, a real person.By the end of that night the unexpected had happened: I'd made a new friend. We ended the date by picking up a bottle of Rioja a...nd retired outside for some drinking on one of the benches. We parted happy and quite drunk. He gave me a gallant kiss on my hand--it sent an unnerving quiver through my belly--and we made plans to get together again. After he left I stayed there for awhile, trying to sort through some very confused and conflicted thoughts.I'd had a good night. It. ‘Are you wet?’ Chuckles of ‘come and see!’ made me fix my palm on the pristine lawn between her thighs. There are rare, blessed times when you are able to see and feel below the surface. This was one of those times. Covering her entire hole with my hand for several dozens of seconds, I could actually experience the blood flowing like a torrent. Seeing that I was enjoying the idle pace, she took my hand and started rubbing. ‘Touch my clit … GENTLY!’ she sighed. And I complied immediately, in. She was wearing him down.It was an uphill struggle with calculated risks along the way, it wasn't easy but finally she was there, sitting across from her soon-to-be lover while having a romantic dinner for two; the setting was intimate, the restaurant cozy; oh how she waited for this moment, the night would be magic, and she owed it all to an article she read in a women's magazine.For years she felt her marriage was lacking something; not that she didn't love her husband or that he didn't love. But last night she had tried to guide my cock to her ass. And now, well I could only conclude she was offering herself to me, an offer that would leave her virginity intact. Annie and I both sat transfixed, mesmerized by this brazen twelve year old girl. My hand unconsciously closed around my cock.I don't know how to describe my feelings except to honestly admit that I was actually considering replacing Amy. In that instant I could see myself kneeling behind the little girl I loved so much and.