A girl swallowed. Even if she didn't swallow, there was no reason to act like Nancy had. A short trip to the bathroom to spit it out would have been a...ceptable to me also. That's what Maddy had always done. There was this predetermined acceptable protocol for things like that."Tasted fine to me, Nancy." Too bad you aren't about twice as long as you are then. If you were, you could suck it yourself, since you seem not to mind the taste." I wouldn't have to be twice as long. I'm very flexible.. .. It's not like I remember continuously feeling thepresence of my penis. But the lack of any sensation made it ratherobvious that nothing was there. Added to that was the feeling of the airrising up the inside of my legs to where they joined together. I didn'tusually wear undies under my pyjamas, and I suppose girls, or at leastsome girls, didn't wear panties under their nighties either. I stillfelt a little more exposed though, as at least pyjamas coveredeverything, while my nightie opened up. Now, I had decided was the time. We were alone in the house and would be until lunchtime. “Hey, Slutty,” I yelled as she passed my door on her way to her room. I had called her that since I was ten and she was twelve. She came and stood in the doorway, posing, hand on raised hip, her model pose, one foot before the other, the look disdainful, the nipples and sex lips clearly defined. “What do you want, nerd?” she asked with a smile. Sometimes she called me jerko or dope or flake or something,. “You don’t speak to Tyler like that,” he gruntedDeciding I wasn’t gonna waste my time, I hooked my leg around the back of his knee and shoved, the giant oaf toppled, sending shockwaves across the planet (I'm kidding, but seriously, the kid was huge, like an oval on its side,)I stepped over him and jess skirted round his slowly spreading reserves of fat.Tyler and another two of his cronies were next.“Well, if it isn’t the slut,” he mocked, “Ryan, I didn’t expect you to join company with a slut.