It Gets Better and Better
She lay very still as he entered the dimly lit room,
unlike before, there was no fear in her pretty eyes,
maybe a bit of expectation along with a feeling of the
experimentation. He had joined her on other visits,
finding that after the first few she had fully accepted
what he wished to do with her.
Woodie had started with the kissing first, finding she
liked his lips touching hers instead of on her cheek
like most older people kissed the younger set. She
loved hearing his words of praise, of how lovely she
was and how sweet her …