She had to raise her hand about 6 to make it hit mine because of the difference in height. I could feel her fingers wanting to take hold of my hand. M...y awareness of her attempts just to hold my hands made my cock twitch in my walking shorts. I was wondering why this was arousing me sexually and with an 11 year old girl. I couldnt believe it but I knew if I held her hand and someone saw just that little bit of taboo from a mentor I would be dismissed, but when did my brain ever think much. You turned, long blonde hair swaying, looking at me with your bright blue eyes and apologizing in that cute southern accent. You didnt know it at the time but I did. I was going to make you mine, no matter what the cost.I kept following you and your friends, all so cute but you, you really stood out. I couldnt help but fantasize about your life story. I wished I could walk up to you, but I knew you wouldnt accept me, not with your friends around. I needed to get you alone. But how? What am I. I took the magazine and immediately noticed it was a gay magazine. He asked what was the matter didn't I say I liked blowjobs? “Not guys sucking dicks” I told him. “Blowjob is a blowjob, a cock in a mouth is still just a cock in a mouth and if you cum you still feel great”. I thought about it and it did make sense. As I sat there I looked through the magazines, both of them. The babes sucking cock were great but the guys blowing guys was seemingly much the same. My seat partner asked if I had. My great-grandmother was said to see the Gift in others. Apparently, I can too.”She smiled at Vincent and the young woman. The woman looked between them, “What is this Gift you speak of?”Vincent smiled at her. He loved her accent and her speech. It was as if she was calling to him, “It is said that if you stay in an Old Gods Grove on your seventeenth birthday, you may be blessed with a Gift.”“It varies from person to person. My cousin Ty can tell if you lie. Willow has a Gift with plants, and.