And my god, did I have a fucking brilliant time learning. The hours of the train journey rolled on with the sun beating down onto my freckled should...ers, the chit chat of my friends filling my ears and the smell of fresh cut grass blowing in through the windows. But one thing remained constant, the thought of having sex. Surely I was just unlucky with my first time. I began playing out multiple different situations in my head; imagine if I met someone at reading? He’d have to be perfect, tall,. He sent it to Wendy with the message "Tonight, my place!" and then zipped himself back up. He couldn't wait for his wife to carry out their plan of seducing the young girl.Kevin was, surprisingly, the first one to join him in the kitchen."Morning," Steve said."Hey dad." Kevin went the fridge and got some juice."Sorry your mom and I bailed on you two last night." Steve knew that it was no secret what had happened, but just played it cool. "You and Kelly have fun?"Kevin nodded, wondering how much. ....She paraded around the room in front of me for a while, seeing her almost naked made things begin to stir in my jogging bottoms, her breasts were nice and pert and firm, of a good size too, her bottom tight and full, all on show in that thong too.....After a few mins she came over to me and sat on my knee, i couldnt conceal my huge boner, next i could feel her rubbing, grinding her soft pussy inside the gusset of those tiny panties on my huge bulge, i could feel the heat of her inside her. I don’t know what Vern really did for a living, but I don’t think it was ever anything spectacular; mainly because of the nick-name my uncle used for him. Vern was a.k.a. “The Beanbag”. Say no more!It was late Friday night when we reached Buzzards Bay; only one hour left before the carnival closed for the day. I was introduced Bob M., the guy I would be working for. He explained how things worked and that he didn’t own the show, but only rented space like all the rest of the gamers and food.