He was quieter than usual, not joining in the general ribald teenage chat about the size of so and so girls tits and that girl’s arse. He’d got pl...nty he couldn’t tell them, but he could not. He’d deliberately chosen to come home later than usual – to avoid contact with his mum knowing she would be in bed and now the next morning dawned – well, 10.a.m. was dawn for him! The 17-year-old lay on the duvet on top of his bed wearing a pair of boxer shorts that were pulled down - the elastic of the. We talked for hours and the more I looked at her the more she was looking at me like she was amazed by me. I asked her if she had a boyfriend and she said no. Then I asked her if she would be interested to be my girlfriend. At first she turn beet red then said YES. I was sure she would have said no.Her father arrived home and her made dinner, we had a good conversation then at 9 pm, he went to bed and we were alone again. we talked all night long and she fell asleep on my lap. I stayed there. There was no rush, no mad panic of clothes discarded all the way up the stairs to plunge onto the bed to thrash about for seconds before climaxing... "Teach me what to do", Fran whispered into Frédérique's ear."Tell me if anything I do makes you uncomfortable."Light hands and fingers fluttered over Fran's breasts through the blouse and minimum support bra she was wearing. Their kiss was slow and beautiful. Fran drifted on a cloud of experience and still the hand drifted over her. They only needed three at the moment, so they figured that they could get what they wanted from a single place. However, it was the second place they visited that actually had what they wanted with enough matching sheets to fill out their order. While they were there, they took a large dining table and its set of chairs. Again, they took a delivery truck, but they left behind the forklift, since they figured that they needed only one at this stage of their operations.Now they needed to make one.