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			that&#039;s it?<br /><br />
	
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			Next: When you hold her by the legs,have her face looking inward so you can feel her mouth against you.<br /><br />
	
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			<a href="/con/res/169168.html#169251" onclick="return highlight('169251', true);" class="ref|con|169168|169251">&gt;&gt;169251</a><br />Next step is to play your little game indoors,around bed time,when she is in her jammies and you are in loose fitting pajamas.You want her to get used to your hardness pressing against her as you play.<br /><br />
	
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	<title>169253</title>
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			To My Artist and My Love,<br /><br />Your email is the most beautiful thing that I have read.  I&#039;ve read it a hundred times at least and want to read it 100 times more! I just don&#039;t know what to think.<br /><br />I&#039;m home now, and being Christmas evening, just enjoying my time with my sister and, believe it or not, Mom and Daddy.  Being away &quot;in prison&quot; changed the way I see things now. The week I was in the hospital and the time I have been home gave me a lot of time to think about us, my future and many other things.<br /><br />I want to fill you in.  When I returned to the hospital, everyone was in crises mode.  I learned later that they tested my pee when I first arrived and it came up negative and again immediately after I walked in the door after my escape and didn&#039;t find anything then either.  That&#039;s funny because I thought about smoking some dope just to test positive!  I thought it would help cover up what we had gotten into and I could just wait out all the BS they had planned for me, the therapy and all that.<br /><br />I could&#039;ve too, I saw Mr. Dude before I saw you.  He&#039;s OK, just waiting his situation out, he said they won&#039;t prosecute because they couldn&#039;t prove that just because it was in his room didn&#039;t mean it was his.  Too many kids and others.  They fired him anyway and he just wants to move on. <br /><br />I&#039;m ashamed to admit this, but I got all my dope from him.  I&#039;m sorry I lied about him to you, but we never had sex, but he made me sit on his lap and make out a little the first time I asked him for dope. I don&#039;t know why I did it, it was so dumb, I guess I just wanted the dope, I wasn&#039;t interested in him.  He&#039;s kind of a perv, that&#039;s all.  I didn&#039;t mean to lie to you about him and me, it just seemed too stupid and too complicated.<br /><br />I haven&#039;t told my therapist about that or about us, but she is really pressuring me on all that.  I told her that I did smoke some dope and ever since then she wants to know who sold it to me. She&#039;s an ex-addict like everyone at the hospital and she makes a big deal about being an prostitute to get drugs and its a big deal to her.<br /><br />She wants to know whether I sold myself for dope and keeps after me about it.  She doesn&#039;t accept that I just got it from a friend at school.  And she won&#039;t stop asking me about sex, whether I am a virgin and did Daddy do anything or anyone else.  She says it is important to get that stuff out and deal with it, I&#039;m too young for sex and it will really screw me up.  It is something that we talk about every time we get together, which now is 3 times a week.  I just deny everything, but it gets harder and harder to do and there seems less and less other stuff to talk about.<br /><br />I am beginning to feel like maybe it is a good idea to talk with my therapist about us.  And now your letter. If you go away, I don&#039;t think they will do anything to you, I will just say that it is over and that&#039;s it.  I will always keep your letter, it is the most beautiful thing I have ever read.  I am not sure what the future will be, but I will always think about us.<br /><br />Missy<br /><br />
	
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	<title>169252</title>
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			My Beautiful Missy,<br /><br />I guess this is an something I don&#039;t really want to write and I don&#039;t think you want to read.  But here goes.<br /><br />By the time you read this I will have moved to a new apartment and am looking for a new job.<br /><br />The last few weeks have really been the most wonderful weeks of my life, but also the most nerve racking!  I know it has been wonderful for you also and we will always share an experience that most people will never know.<br /><br />But, I think both you and I know this had to end one way or the other.  I guess you would say we are star crossed lovers and although breaking up is very painful, we will always have the bittersweet experience of wondering what would have happened had we met under other circumstances, circumstances that would allow us to remain lovers and grow even closer together in areas other than sex. The sex was something I will never forget and I know I will long for the past days many times in the future.  I think you will too.<br /><br />As I was painting you I felt like I also was also coming to know not only your external beauty, which is obvious from the finished work, but also something of the quality of your inner self, the inner self that you often show in that wonderful smile of yours and the sparkle in your eyes.<br /><br />I have fallen deeply in love with you and it will take me a long time for the sharp edge of that love to soften into tender and loving memories.  But I know it will happen with both of us.<br /><br />It really is for the best.<br /><br />...<br /><br />
	
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			She loves it, and knows what it does to me, tells me to hang her by her heels all the time, giggles and grinds herself against me, I know I should stop but I am losing it. What to do?<br /><br />
	
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			So, are you going to finish this story or what? Getting kinda impatient now...<br /><br />
	
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			re 169238.I don&#039;t blame you.She is adorable.Does she know what a bonner is and that you want to touch here more?.This is the effect your pic has on me.<br /><br />
	
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			I get a boner every time I pick her up<br /><br />
	
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			Grandaughters,enjoy watching grandpa stroke off.<br /><br />
	
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			they want to have a sleep over when my wife goes away on business.I wonder?<br /><br />
	
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			Later she told some of her friends,and now---<br /><br />
	
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			It felt sooo wonderful.<br /><br />
	
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			Maybe next time i can set a camera up in advance<br /><br />
	
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