I tried to figure out whether it was only my imagination and I finally decided it wasn't. It was also around that time that I began to masturbate at n...ight with visions of the youngster in my head, and I was continuously awash in self-recrimination for the thoughts I was starting to have about her.She had just turned 14 when this happened. It was shortly after 4 P.M. on a Saturday afternoon and I had gone over to visit her mom and dad. When I got to their house, I found that Cookie was alone.. I could see part-way up her legs. Kim’s eyes looked into mine as she started to lean back again, and her legs parted a little more. I could see all the way up her skirt. She was wearing black thigh-high hose and black lacy panties. I was surprised at what I was seeing, but enjoying it. She then crossed his legs again. I thought it was inadvertent. When the next slow song started, Kim asked me to dance again and we went out to the dance floor. This time she was dancing closer to me and rubbing. . . I . . . did it!" he exclaimed."Did what?" "Bryan, I did it. I actually did it!" You talked to a girl?" "No. 'IT'. I did 'it'. Bryan, I kissed a girl's ass!"Suddenly, he was either my greatest hero or my greatest liar. He explained how he had gotten down behind a girl and how she had an amazing butt and how she had willingly let him fondle her ass-loveliness and kiss her buttocks. And, he had met with her twice and he thought he might be in love---with her ass, of course.I asked him how it. They both had to be at the tour bus by eight in the morning. Bree had never felt love or sex like that before. She had always been a planner and scheduled person. This was something which was neither one of those. It was simply a chance meeting that turned out to be one of the most exciting things that had ever happened to her.Bree and Sal spent the next few days touring Italy together and having sex every night. Bree was thankful that she had brought her birth control pills with her although.