She wanted to be touched. Jade let out a little moan of desire, as somethinghot and wet dragged ever so slowly across the sensitive peak of her breast....She could feel the dampness between her legs now, her head falling back, asshe surrendered to the incredible sensations coursing though her body. SNAP! As if a switch had been turned on in her mind, her head flew forwards asthe sharp pain ran through her like wild fire. Wicked teeth were biting intoher sensitive skin of her nipple. She let out a. His arm wasn’t so strong then though, I remembered–not so well-muscled and manly as it was now. I used to look upon that arm as one to love and protect–not one to look to for love and protection. Yet now…I looked up into his face, into those ever-changing hazel eyes, and I saw that the boy I loved had become a man. The soft edges had hardened, the jawline had become prominent, the eyes had grown serious and, sadly, a little tired. A new feeling fell atop all the old ones. And what was this. I start begging for him to leave me alone and feel hot tears fall down my cheeks. My voice gets stronger as my fear builds and I begin screaming at him to go away and then my screams turn into high pitched calls for help. At first my panic seems to excite him and his camera continues to capture my naked image. But when I begin to scream for help he quickly morphs into something new. His face contorts with anger and the camera stops. When I reach my loudest scream yet I feel a hard kick in my. When she realized, she immediately turned off the TV. It made me laugh, it is not every day that you catch your mother doing "nonsense". I reassured her a little more, explaining that it was nothing serious, that it was healthy, mainly because it had been a while since she met men - my father had died another 10 years early, when I was 9 years old.Before I leave to go up to my room, I tell her that if she wanted to, I could lend her some movies now and then, today we do a lot better. She.