Sheila the girl next door
When I was 15 we had a girl with Down Syndrome living on my block. Sheila was my age but had the mentality of a 8 year old they said. She was always a very friendly and loving girl. She would come by and talk to my parents or to me. She would always give me a hug every time she saw me. We would play catch together or other stuff. My room was in the basement. There was a basement door that my mom would leave open in the summertime. I was sleeping and had a dream I was getting jacked off by some girl. It felt good. I woke up and Sheila was touching my dick over my underwear. “Sheila what are you doing? You cannot be doing that.”, I said. “Stop!” “Sorry! …