Anne jumped in excitement and agreed immediately. I got up to escort Anne back to her room. Again, she held my hand and we walked slowly through the t...ropical darkness with the fragrance of flowering Frangipani trees teasing our senses. Anne told me she was so happy she got to wear her silver dress, as she had wanted to wear it “on a real date” and not for her dad and Julie. As we reached her door I turned to her, “Well, was this a real date then?” Anne looked at me directly, batting her big. I put on my summer dressing gown which was a sort of short kimono style ,as I was going to my bedroom I passed mums bedroom ,now this was a no go and was never allowed in there since I was young.Well being 16 and mum away for 2 weeks curiosity got the better of me and my and went automatically to the handle and then I was in her bedroom.I went to her wardrobe and open it and there was a few draws which had her knickers which were plain big sort ,same with her bra's and tights nothing. She gasped softly, back arching to press her breasts against his hands. She moaned, heat radiating through her body, a familiar ache nagging at her between her thighs. ‘mmm.. Dimitri…’ his name was mumbled, her eyes shut as a hand wove around her back, wrapping itself around his member to squeeze gently. He found he controlled her hands movement in speed and intensity, her grip tightening and loosing along with his, her movement speeding and slowing in time. Slowly he let one hand fall from her. ? I mean...now he's an adult...he get adult stuff to do..." Mark said."Are you picking on his side now!?" I asked."Dude...calm down...I'm only saying that you should understand his situation...I mean...you are living with him and stuff...and he works...there's college.." Mark explained."Yeah right..." I said."Hey, look here...there are some photos of us..." Mark said."You kept those pics..?" I asked."Well..yeah...look, that time he babysat you...."Mark said."It've been a long time...wow..."I.