Date: Tue, 9 Jul 2013 01:41:56 +0100 From: Rachael Babyface King Subject: Charlotte This story depicts underage sex. If this offends you, stop now! Otherwise, welcome to a story from my weird mind :) PLEASE EMAIL ME COMMENTS!!!!! THEY HELP ME SHAPE FUTURE STORIES!!!!!! Also, PLEASE remember to send donations to Nifty, they do an awesome job keeping our forum alive! Our memories are what make us who we are. Our experiences shape our minds, our outlook on life and the very spirit that drives us forward. I'd like to think that my childhood was a good one, with good family around me, always there when I needed them to be, helping me to grow up. The biggest influence probably came when I was 12 years and 7 months. It was a hot summer and my story begins right in the middle of it. August 17th to be precise. At twelve, I still did `kid' things. I loved my dolls, I went on bike rides, I made rope swings (bit of a tomboy) and generally had fun. When my body began to change shape, I tried to ignore it when I was with my friends, just like some female friends seemed to do, but when I was alone, I was fascinated with the changes in shape and the hair that was sprouting! I would stand in front of the bathroom mirror, pushing my little budding breasts together to make a cleavage and touching the growing nipples to make them hard which made me all tingly. With hindsight, I don't think I was much different to any other girl entering puberty. Puberty began about a year before this story and my breasts were on their way to filling an A cup bra which I owned but never wore because it felt stupid when my skin didn't reach all the way into the cups. Instead, I occasionally wore training vests but I hated those because they squished my growing boobs and I imagined that they would stunt their growth! They were quite firm though so nobody ever noticed that I wasn't wearing support. By the time of this story, I was getting more and more confident of my shape and I was so proud of my little tuft of pubic hair. I had read a few bits online about playing with myself down there but still hadn't really tried it seriously. Dolls and friends still won my recreational time. Don't get me wrong though, I had watched a few bits of porn with friends and it had certainly got the wheels turning from time to time! OK, it was August and the whole Davidson clan, My name is Charlie (Charlotte), was converging on my Gran's in Leicester. We had come down from Yorkshire but other relatives had travelled much further for an Great Auntie's 80th birthday. It had been planned for a long time and my Mum and Dad were staying in a posh hotel and I was staying at Gran's house. I loved staying there, even though it was a small house because I got to sleep on a super cool, fold out settee and it was so comfortable and it was a double bed size. I only had a single at home and it made me feel so grown up. We were staying down for 3 nights and I could take or leave the party but I loved my Grandparents and I loved my bed. After we arrived and everyone said how much I had grown (I guess they all notice boobs!), we had a succession of visitors popping by and even my folks tired of this and they went off to their hotel. I sat down for dinner with my grandparents when another ring came on the doorbell. I went to answer the door and I squealed with delight. It was my Mum's younger brother, Tony. I leapt into his arms, nearly knocking him over and planted a huge kiss on his lips as I always did. He hugged me tight and asked how his little `Munchkin' was. I gabbled on to him as he came in to see his Mum and Dad. Tony joined us for a meal and we all chatted away. I loved my Uncle Tony as he was the youngest of my Mum's family and was always really good to me and always acted like a loon around me. He didn't seem to have changed much, still laughing, joking and teasing me! At one point he said, `Where did my little niece go? Someone seems to have replaced her with this grown up woman!' I blushed and thumped him. Then, my Gran asked where he was staying and Tony looked a bit shocked, `Well, I was going to stay here!' Gran pointed out that the only spare bed was the sofa bed which I was using. Tony looked gutted as he had obviously planned that for himself. In all innocence, I pointed out that, at 5ft1, I would hardly need it all, and joked that as long as Tony had a wash, I didn't mind sharing. I saw odd looks on all the adult faces, which at the time I didn't understand, but they soon accepted the innocence of my offer but Gran still said she would check with my Mum and Dad. Mum spoke with Tony and then it was agreed. I didn't see why it was such a big thing so soon dismissed it. We chatted till late into the night. Just after dinner, I changed into my summer pyjamas which consisted of a thin t-shirt and shorts, all in baby pink. I must have dozed as they all chatted because I don't remember actually getting into bed. I woke up in the middle of the night to the sound of Tony snoring, covers kicked off, lay on his back. I looked at him, bare smooth chest, rising and dropping gently and I looked further down and he was wearing a pair of shorts which I realised were boxers but were quite silky and as I looked a little closer, I noticed that they didn't leave a lot to the imagination and the long tube shape was his `thing'. I giggled to myself but then turned my attention back to the rasping snore coming from him. I gripped his nose quite firmly and he jumped up, babbling some random nonsense and then looked at me. I smiled and told him he was a noisy pig and should sleep outside! He stifled a laugh and said I was worse than his ex for nagging! He then apologised, rolled on his side and wished me goodnight. I lay back and drifted off again. I have no idea how much later it was, but I became aware of a weight resting on my belly. My eyes were closed but I worked out it was Tony's arm and hand. He had obviously turned over and flung an arm over me. It was a bit heavy but I had woken him once and it didn't seem fair to do it again. Anyway, it wasn't unpleasant. Then he grumbled a bit and his hand move upwards a bit and I realised that his hand was UNDER my t-shirt and with the movement, the edge of his hand was now at the very edge of the mounds on my chest. I stayed as relaxed as I could. I know he was asleep but this was so exciting. I was in bed with a MAN and his hand was on my naked skin. I knew it was wrong but it was so thrilling. I stayed absolutely still and in just a few more minutes, it moved again and rested right on top of my left boob. My nipple was getting hard and I could feel it pushing into his palm. This was by accident wasn't it? He was asleep wasn't he? My mind was convinced that the hand moved a few times and maybe even squeezed a tiny bit but everyone moves a bit in their sleep don't they? I tried to enjoy the feel and kept as still as possible, breathing slowly. Then, all of a sudden, I felt the hand pull away and felt Tony lay on his back and all the covers being kicked off the bed. I laid so still, feeling the cooler air on my breasts, my shirt obviously ridden right up, then I felt my left hand being lifted and then lowered down again and it came to rest on something long and hard. Oh I knew exactly what it was and was scared and excited at the same time. What was Tony doing? Then, there was a noise of someone making their way to the bathroom. Tony moved my hand and pulled my top down a little. I felt him turn over and lay still. I soon dozed off again shortly after, my mind more than a little confused, but also thrilled! I woke again, some time later, and I noticed that the first rays of light were coming through the window. I was lay on my side, facing the outside of the bed. It wasn't the light that woke me this time, it was two strange feelings on my bottom. I didn't move as I woke, I just went through my thoughts in the hazy way we do when we are still half asleep. The first was the unmistakeable feeling of having a `wedgie'. My sleep shorts on the left side were wedged firmly between my bum cheeks and there was something pushed hard against the exposed cheek and every now and again it would move a little and I could feel a little moisture there. Was it a finger? No it was too thick ..... no! Surely it couldn't be ..... that! Still pretending to be asleep I pushed myself back and I felt Tony's hand quickly move out of the way as I did. His fingers brushed against my bare bottom as I moved back and felt my whole back come against Tony's chest. The hard thing bushing into my cheek was now a long rod squashed between my cheek and Tony's body. I heard a gasp from my Uncle and felt him nervously rest his arm around me. I was feeling every emotion there was and how I stopped myself from shaking is beyond me. I had to remind myself to breathe now and then. Here I was, a 12 year old, in bed with her 30 odd yer old Uncle with his hard dick pressed into my bum. This couldn't have been by accident! I couldn't take the mind melt any longer and after a few short minutes, I rolled over onto my belly. I felt Mike roll onto his back and exhale heavily. Under the covers I reached to de-wedgie myself and my fingers came in contact with a strange, slimy goo on my bum. There wasn't a lot of it, but it still intrigued me! When I next woke, it was Gran bringing me a glass of fresh orange juice and telling me that breakfast would be in ten minutes. I climbed out of bed, went to the bathroom and went for breakfast, still in my pyjamas. As I entered the kitchen, Grandad and Tony were sat at the breakfast bar, already munching on bacon butties. Tony looked a little nervous as he caught my eye and even at my age, I could see guilt on a face. I chose to ignore it, bounding up to them both and giving them big hugs and morning kisses. Tony relaxed immediately and there was a part of me that didn't want him to be nervous. I wanted to see what else he would do when he thought I was asleep. After we had eaten, my Mum rang and asked if I was OK going shopping for my party dress with Gran or would I prefer her to come over. I asked Gran if she was still OK to take me but Tony piped up that he would be happy to escort me. Mum seemed happy with that and it was settled. I showered and dressed in a white vest shirt, denim skirt and white strappy sandals. I spiked my blonde hair a little and was happy with my look. I wanted to wear some of my make-up but Mum still wouldn't let me. It was only allowed on special occasions. When we arrived at the shops, I told Tony that I had already picked out two dresses about a month ago and just wanted to have a second opinion on which was nicest. He took my hand and we walked through the town centre, joking about this and that as we sought out the shop I wanted. As we walked, I occasionally glanced up at my Uncle thinking, `You touched my naked body last night, and it was nice!' My mind was wrestling with what happened, wondering whether he liked my body, would he do it again? Would he do it if I was awake? When we reached the shop, Tony pulled the door open and ushered me through. As I stepped through the door, I felt his hand n my back and then casually moved down to my bum for a brief second as I walked. I know I blushed a little and I felt tingles down below. That caught me off guard as I had never had that before. I quickly tried to push it aside as I made my way to my choices in the shop. I showed the two dresses to Tony, holding them against me. One was a fluffy white dress and the other was a very striking red one. When Tony saw the white one, he laughed and then apologised as he saw the hurt on my face. `I'm sorry Munchkin but it looks like a wedding dress! The red one looks terrific though, why don't you try it on for me?' I looked again at the white one and I guess he had a point. I hung that one back on the rack and took the red one to the dressing room. As I stripped off down to my panties, I looked at my body and moved my hand up my belly as Tony's hand had moved last night. I closed my eyes as I squeezed my left tit, reliving the moment again. The tingle came again from my pussy and I slid my hand inside my pants and was shocked to find dampness there. I had heard, seen and read about this but never felt it before. I quickly grabbed a tissue from my pocket and dried myself. I then slid into the tight fitting dress. I had tried this on before and I knew the little secret it held. The body was tight fitting and quite low cut with a ruffled part over the chest and hidden bits inside the top to push your boobs up a little bit. The lower part was flared and the whole look was really grown up and quite posh. I looked in the mirror and saw the top of my boobs showing well, not obscenely, and I felt incredible. I stepped out to show Tony. `Oh my good God! Charlie, you look incredible! So ..... so ..... grown up!' I saw his eyes keep flicking to my chest and I hoped everyone would see me as a woman in it. Tony came over and hugged me and I clearly felt his dick in my belly as he held me. It was definitely hard again! I went back into the changing room and put my normal clothes back on, went to the checkout and paid for my lovely new dress. During the rest of the afternoon, we wandered around the town, sat in cafes and generally had a lovely time but for the first time in my life, I wasn't being treated like the little niece, I was being treated like a woman and if Tony wasn't holding my hand, he had his arm round me. I counted five touches of my bum too! When we got back to Gran's, I reached up and kissed Tony on the cheek. `What was that for? Not that I am complaining!' He asked with a smile I slipped up a little with my response, but I meant it exactly as I said it, `It's just to thank you for the last 24 hours!' I saw concern on Tony's face, '24 hours?' `Well, I mean today!' I said with a smile and then out of nowhere I said, `Mainly!' and I walked into the house. I could see that I had messed with Tony's head a little with my comment and he was very distracted during the evening. Every comment to him had to be repeated but he had to laugh when I laughed out loud at him when Gran told him to `Bloody wake up!' I was determined not to fall asleep too early tonight and thankfully, my grandparents wanted an early night because they were helping set up the party which was tomorrow afternoon. I said that we should get an early night too. Tony was quite quick to agree. I changed in the bathroom into the same pyjamas as the night before and I climbed into bed quickly so Tony didn't see me shaking with nerves. As Tony climbed into bed, he had a different pair of boxers on, equally as shiny but was under the covers before I saw any outlines. We chatted for a while in a low whisper so nobody heard us, laughing and joking as we had done all afternoon. Then, a silence fell over us and I felt compelled to ask a question. `Do you think I am pretty?' Without hesitating, Tony said, `Way beyond pretty Charlie, you are gorgeous!' I smiled and much softer I asked, `Do you think ....... do you think I am ..... sexy?' The last word barely a whisper. Tony propped himself up on his arm and faced me, `You are one of the sexiest women I have ever known, but don't tell anyone I said that!' The room went silent again. The moonlight in the room was enough to be able to look deep into his eyes and I gulped deep before I asked the next question. `Can you do me a tiny favour Tony?' `Anything for you Charlie!' and he leant forward and kissed my brow, `What is it? Stop snoring?' `No, nothing like that!' I smiled and held my breath, wondering whether I should say my next words, scared I may be so wrong, scared I may mess things up. I took another deep breath and then spoke very slowly, `Can you .... can you NOT wait for me to go to sleep tonight?' Tony looked deep into my eyes. Nothing at all was said. It felt like an absolute age before he even moved. He didn't say anything, he just leant forward and planted a firm kiss on my lips as his hand moved straight to my belly. My arms automatically wrapped around his neck and like a chain reaction, our lips parted slightly and Tony slipped his tongue tentatively into my mouth. At the same time, his hand went under the material of my shirt and caressed my belly as our tongues set about a battle of territory. I moaned a little at his touch which was obviously a green light and his stroking moved North and I broke the kiss to gasp as his big hands cupped, first my left and then my right, breast. His fingertips sought out my nipples, pinching those firm nubs, making me writhe with these new sensations. After a few short moments of massaging my chest, Tony pulled at my top and I sat up and raised my arms. The cooler air hitting my naked chest felt nice but it didn't feel as good as the pair of eyes feeding on my nudity. I lay back and smiled at my Uncle and I watched him bow his head and take the first of my nipples between his lips. I grabbed a pillow and bit it hard, my whole body was convulsing with his expert sucking and nibbling. I barely noticed his hand stroking my legs as he suckled like a baby, but I certainly noticed as they entered the leg holes of my shorts and the fingertips brushed on the untouched lips hidden there. I whispered an apology for the loud gasp that came from me and had to bite the pillow harder as the unseen fingers explored more and began to spread my already moist lips. I felt a finger slowly slide inside me and I found myself grabbing a handful of Tony's hair, pulling him tighter to my chest as another finger found my clit and began a firm but quick circling motion on it. I had to take both hands to hold the pillow over my face and as I did, Tony moved around the bed and I felt him pulling on my shorts. I lifted my bottom and the shorts were removed quickly. Then I felt my legs being pushed apart, just before Tony plunged his tongue into my hole. I heard a low growl coming from me and Tony's hands slid under my bum and lifted me harder into his face. I had seen photos, I had heard stories but nobody could have prepared me for such a sensory overload with every single nerve within my tiny body sending signals of complete and utter joy to my brain. I wanted to push him away, I couldn't take much more but I found myself lifting into his face even more and then it began. My head began to feel light, my legs became less responsive as the focus of every nerve was inside my pussy. I felt the flow increase down there, almost like I was going to pee on my Uncle but it wasn't pee. My head felt like it was going to explode as my first ever orgasm ripped through my soul. I was trying so hard to subdue my panting, my yelling and my complete joy. My whole body was quivering and the bed began to creak a little with my shaking. I felt Tony move again and he took me in his arms and rolled me on top of him. I lay, naked on his chest, completely oblivious to everything else around me. Well, I was until I felt something laying at the entrance to my pussy. Something hard, sat in the entrance to my hole. I looked into Tony's eyes. `You want to?' he asked softly `I don't know!' I replied honestly Tony held me and slowly rolled his hips up and I felt his width begin to stretch me open. I stared into his eyes, mouth wide open as he began to enter me. Then, resistance and nerves got in the way. I pulled off him and rolled onto my side. Tony panicked a bit, `I'm sorry Charlie, I just ....' I cut him off, `It's OK, I'm just too shaky and, well, this is huge!' Immediately, ever the comedian, Tony took hold of his cock and wiggled it around saying, `It's not that huge!' I know I was blushing but the darkness hid it well, `I don't mean THAT and you know it, silly! But that is pretty huge!' I stared at his hard dick, the first I had ever seen in real life and my first thought was that it looked like a rolling pin! It was about seven inches long, thick, smooth and straight. I also noticed his pubes were trimmed close to his body. I reached out and ran a finger up its length. It pulsed as I reached the head and I instinctively grasped it and began to softly stroke it and saw a glob of goo come from the tip. Immediately I remembered the slippery stuff on my bum the night before. Without thinking, I leant forward and licked the tip of the head and took the small emission into my mouth. I looked up into Tony's eyes and saw delight and joy on his face. I kept watching as I took the head into my mouth and swirled my tongue around it. Again this was new in practice but the internet is a maze of information these days. I continued to take a bit more into my mouth and despite two warnings of `TEETH!', he seemed to like my work and guided me to rub him as I sucked. Just as I got into a flow, Tony panted that he was coming and I lifted off with my mouth and stared at his handsome looking meat as I continued to rub briskly. Tony grabbed at the sheets and grunted as he erupted with five or six heavy creamy blasts. The first hit me square in the face and the rest went up his chest as I dropped his cock with the shock of the first shot. My tongue flicked out automatically at the huge blob on my lip and it tasted OK and I told him so. This pleased him greatly and he suggested that maybe next time I would take the lot! Tony grabbed his t-shirt and cleaned up the mess and pulled me close to him and spooned me. I was in disbelief, naked in bed with my Uncle having just sucked his big cock and had him lick my pussy. Never in my wildest dreams could I have imagined this happening. My mind wandered to the feeling in my pussy as he had begun to push into me. It seemed to stretch me so far, would I be able to take it all? Did I dare? Contentment took over me and Tony's soft caresses and kisses on my neck were enough to allow me to drift off to sleep. When I awoke, sometime later, it was to a feeling which was still new, but I knew exactly what it was. Tony was between my legs, lapping away again with gusto. I wanted to scream and had to stop him and I pulled him back up my body, loving the feeling of his weight, pushing me into the mattress and happy to have his tool teasing the entrance of my wet hole again. He kept shifting until the head sat in the hole and as we kissed, I felt it go deeper again, pulling my skin tight around him until it reached the barrier again. Tony whispered in my ear, `You feel so beautiful, so wet, so tight!' It did feel good, even though it stung a little, `Will it hurt?' `I'll not lie baby, it will at first but it will feel so good afterwards, I promise!' Tony panted in my ear I didn't say a word, I just nodded and Tony kissed me passionately as he pulled right out of me and pushed in hard. I felt a small pop as he broke the barrier and it hurt a bit but the feeling of his big fat dick sliding inside me was incredible. I yelped a little into his mouth and then groaned when our pubic bones finally met. I put my hand down between us to feel and confirm that he was in me. I was in shock and awe that his meat had even fit inside me and I kissed him deeper, giggling at the situation. I was being fucked! Like a woman, I was having sex! Tony began to slide out of me and I grabbed his firm bum and pulled him in again, and so began the momentum! Tony gave short strokes at first, then longer and harder. I looked down in the moonlight, mesmerised at the sight of his massive cock and big strong body making me look even smaller as his meat ploughed into me, shiny from my juices. His hands grasped at my tits and squeezed the nipples as he pounded harder and I soon felt an orgasm rising again and I bit my lip as the rush of emotion swept over me again and I looked into my lover/uncle's face as he grimaced at his own impending climax. While I was still in the throes of orgasm, Tony pulled from me and rushed up the bed and pushed his wet cock into my mouth. I licked hungrily, instantly noticing the new flavour which was my first taste of myself, I loved it but no sooner had I tasted it, Tony shot several blasts of his hot sticky mess onto my tongue and I gulped hungrily at it, wanting to please him, wanting to thank him for making me feel so incredible. As I finished licking him, Tony quickly took his still hard cock from my mouth, put us back into a spooning position and slid himself back inside me. I cooed my approval having not enjoyed the empty feeling he had left me with when he pulled out. I slowly rocked on him as he slowly deflated and I turned and kissed him. God I love my Uncle! When Tony woke me in the morning, it was an urgent voice he used, `Charlie, get your top on quick! Your Gran is up!' I reached for my pyjamas, threw my top on and stuffed the shorts under the covers and managed to lie back down just as she walked into the room. I lay on my side and heard her `wake up' Tony. She was going on and on about what she needed him to do while she and Grandad went on ahead to the party. As he was talking to her, I felt his hand reach behind him and began to stroke my bum. My face was under the cover and I smiled as his fingers found my hole which, while a bit sore from the night before, was already moist. He slid a finger deep inside and began a slow pumping which was delicious. He then drew his finger out and moved it back and began to tickle at my bum hole. Again, I knew people did this but couldn't figure out why, until now. It was tickly and tingly but when he tried to push in, I moaned a bit `in my sleep' and he moved straight back to my pussy and slid two fingers in. I so wanted him to slide his dick back in me, but I think that would not have been received well by Gran! By the time Gran left the room, my pussy was soaking wet! Tony turned over, kissed me quickly on the lips and told me to stay where I was while he got his parents out of the house. He stood out of bed, his naked body making me growl in my head. He dragged on his jeans and carefully zipped up over his hard dick and left the room. I dozed again after he left but was woken by a bristly faced Uncle kissed my face all over until I returned with a romantic morning snog! I thought Tony would get back into bed for a repeat of the night before but instead, he dragged me from the bed into the bathroom. As the water heated up, in the shower, Tony shaved quickly and then dragged me into the cubicle. He poured soap all over our bodies so our hands could caress, wash and enjoy each other fully. I relished holding his big tool and being able to see it properly and from the look on his face, he enjoyed the same on me. As his soapy hands went between my bum cheeks and washed my little rosebud he said, `I guess you didn't like that bit before, I'm sorry!' I looked over my shoulder at him, `It was unusual but I didn't want to scream if it hurt, that's all!' He didn't need another invite and kissed me deeply as his soapy finger pushed straight into my bum. I did gasp as he did it and it was a bit uncomfortable but I wanted him to show me all things but to be honest, I didn't really want to try his prick up there, not just yet anyway. I loved being in the shower with Tony, I felt tiny next to him but I felt so safe, so loved in there. When we eventually climbed out I suggested we go back to bed. Tony didn't say anything, he just stood me in front of the mirror and while behind me, we looked at our reflection as his hands roamed and massaged my chest. Then he moved to my shoulders, kissing every inch and then he went lower kissing all down my spine, his hands still holding my boobs, then my belly. Finally, he reached my bum and I loved his sweet little kisses over the cheeks and my goosebumps were all standing to attention. Just when I thought it could not get better, Tony make me spread my legs and then pushed me forward so I was bent over the counter. Instantly, his tongue began to flick at my bum hole and I squealed to show my joy. His licking swapped between holes, aided by his fingers and I looked in the mirror to see a face I had never seen before, the face of Charlie heading towards orgasm. As my moans told Tony that I was close, he stood up behind me and pushed his rock hard cock into my, more than ready, hole. As he entered I pushed back hard with a loud `Yesssssssssss' Tony gripped my hips tight and began a much firmer fucking than the night before. With each thrust, I watched my small breasts jump and even that movement was help my crescendo build and I let my moaning come natural, not having to worry about being caught. Tony was also much noisier. I watched him put his thumb into his mouth which I thought was odd but soon realised why as he brought his wet digit to my back door. It slid in with one push and that was enough. I collapsed onto the surface I was leaning on, calling out to God, giving thanks! It was heavenly and Tony continued pumping faster, keeping my orgasm flowing nicely, his thumb also a blur. Then in one quick movement, his cock flopped from my cunt and he pushed the head into my bum hole. It stung a little, probably a lot less than if I wasn't mid-orgasm and I felt him squirting just inside me. It felt almost soothing as he squirted and I could feel the heat of his spunk in there and suddenly I wanted to feel his come where it should be! Maybe soon? We collapsed onto the bathroom floor, the head of Tony's cock still inside my arse but as my orgasm subsided I had to ask him to pull out as the pain of his huge knob in my tiny bum was a bit too intense. Almost immediately I felt his man juice trickling from me and he laughed at the weird face I had pulled. We kissed and held each other on the floor for quite a while before we climbed back into the shower to clean up again. Less sexual this time, but still plenty of kisses, this was a shower I never wanted to end. As we dried, we held each other on the bed for as long as we could until we simply had to get ready for the party. I put on a little eye make-up, gelled my hair perfectly and finally put on my dress. Tony said he was going to be so proud walking me into the reception hall, I said I was happy that he was going to be the one holding my hand too. We kissed again and left the house. My Mum and Dad were a bit shocked at my outfit and my Mum cried a bit at the fact that her little girl was all grown up. She had no idea how true that statement had become in the last 24 hours! We all had a really nice evening and I had many offers of dances but I had most of them with Tony. I was so happy and could not wait to get back to Gran's house to make love to my Uncle again but an hour before we were due to leave, Tony received a phone call and he was going to have to go back to his home. I was devastated when he told me but I knew I had to be strong and not cry. We went outside and I had one more stolen kiss from him. He vowed to make another opportunity for us very soon and I believed him. I looked down at my sexy body in my beautiful red dress and smiled. How could he not want more of this? He did keep his promise too, but that is a story for another day.