”“I disagree with you, Jeff. Do you kiss romantically at school?”“I wish!”“So you know you could get into trouble.”“Yes, Sean.”“Th...at’s all I wanted to hear. Now if I were you I’d be thinking of places at school where there’s privacy.”“Yeah! Do you know of any?”“Sorry. Now if you got caught kissing in a private place, I don’t think there would be a problem. But if you were doing more…I don’t think I have to explain.”“Sean, I hear you and understand. But it’s not fair. We don’t have a place to. "Some of it is OK," I replied, "not where I live though. It's prettyrough there." Do people get murdered?" Charlotte joined in, always ready for gore,"like Jack the Ripper type murders?" You're scaring me Charlotte," Helen cried, "why do you always have todo that?'" Well I don't know about murders," I laughed, "I'm sure they do, butI've never seen anyone murdered."Annabel didn't look up from her book, "I like Sherlock Holmes books.One day I'll own a house in Baker Street."Outside of school. The bar man rushed over and took her order, serving her with a beaming smile. He watched as she sipped her drink and looked coyly round the room seeming to check out the males that might be available for the night. She glanced over at him and let her eyes linger a bit too long. Yes he thought, I'm going to have you tonight. She turned away and sipped her drink. As he watched her she would turn her head now and then and check him out. He could feel the exciement building as his cock started to. This one says : “Discussing Erotic Short Stories”.“Oh so THAT’S what you do when you’re not working is it?” Laughing out loud. “Well some times, in fact I’m writing a series right now, it’s called Aunt Christine”“Can I read it.”“Well this is a little embarrassing and certainly unexpected.”“Oh come on, if you don’t want to be around just let me sit here for a minute and I’ll tell you when I’m done.” So I go to my kitchen, make myself another coffee and stand there like a fucking deer in a.