Until I got to you; I couldn't figure out what you were. Before I came, I was told that I couldn't win this battle by myself, that I could choose one ...erson to help me, but that I only had one chance. The only hint she would give me was to look to my heart, look for my strengths, because in knowing my strength I would also know my weakness. Lizzy, you are what I need to do this. You have to be. You were the only one I couldn't put a name to right away; everyone else I immediately knew what they. It wasn't just out of typical curiosity though. My goal was always to get the girl off. I wanted to make her cum. To be the guy they thought of when they were masturbating. The guy they wanted to mess around with because they knew it was going. I was all about pleasing the girl. I only had actual sex with girls I really liked. It made me feel like I had some sort of moral compass for a high school kid, not just screwing a girl because she would let me. I had sex with 3 girls before Becky and I. I removed her maxi dress by lifting it over the head and her palazzo pants from her sexy slim hips. She was sitting with only brown colored molded cupped bra and a matching sexy strapped thong panty sticking to her untouched body.I moved my lips to kiss her soft sensitive neck and slowly nibbled down towards her boobs. She pursed her lips and pushed me away when my lips brushed the skin of her boobs.She then hid her boobs with both of her hands. I went behind her, unhooked the bra, and removed. Tonight, she was wearing a knee length pink night-gown which was fairly transparent. I could see the faint outlines of her shapely breasts encased in a white brassiere. But boobs were not what I was concerned with since it involved more risk than I bargained for. So as always, I took the easy way out and slowly lifted the end of her gown to expose her snow-white, beautiful thighs, and matching white panties. I shuddered involuntarily as I sensed my manhood squirm in my trousers. It had only.