(This is my third story about my encounters with David, the boy next door, when I was just 12. For how our ‘relationship began, readers should check out ‘Over the Wall’ and ‘Over the Wall 2’ which provide the setting for this story.)

A few days after I let David see me naked in my garden, I ran into him at a grocery store in the neighbourhood. He said hi and I responded, blushing as I recalled our last encounter. It was a self-service store, so we both began picking up stuff we wanted, and met again at the fruits section. “So we meet again,” David said, somewhat lamely, I thought. “Yeah,” I said, glancing at his face. Then to my embarrassment, my eyes just seemed to drop down to his crotch of their own accord, and I had to

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