"No one but me ever goes in here." He slid into the tiny place, let Mabel click closed the door behind them and stared at her in the dimness. She lift...ed her skirt at the front, then clawed at her crotch with urgent fingers.George watched her panties slide down and when the thick growth of pubic hair became visible, he ripped his pants open and dragged out his swollen penis.Mabel's glance veered down onto the still thickening shaft, then she jammed her buttocks on a low shelf so that she was in. Besides, I have the Crackberry,if they really need me," he said, holding up his Blackberry.This felt good. He was being so nice. Maybe day one Kenny was justscared. "I want to see the Louvre addition. Otherwise, we can justhang around. Go all over. I'm in your hands," I said, giving him apeck on the lips. I loved that I had to stand on tip-toes to do it.It felt so romantic.He smiled. "My hands, huh? You'll regret that, Skipper," he saidgrabbing my ass. I think both of us were really enjoying. .I didn't hear it again. I must have dreamt it. My mouth was dry and I needed a cold glass of water. So I went upstairs to the kitchen. Once upstairs, I heard the screams again… they were coming from upstairs where my mom was supposedly sleeping. The screams and moans were more consistent now. Instantly I thought someone was fucking my mom! My penis became slightly erect. I didn't care anymore. I knew it was Ryan. A part of me wanted to see the action. I tiptoed upstairs in the dark. My mom’s. Well, not exactly next door, more like over the back fence. We’d known each other since kindergarten. Our parents were the best of friends. We were almost like brother and sister. Shortly after her seventeenth birthday, all that changed. Maybe I was oblivious, even though I was three months older, but I didn’t notice the subtle changes in Suzy until one Saturday night at her house. Her father had somewhat Draconian rules about anyone dating his daughter. No drive-ins, no significantly older.