Neither of us wear wearing undies, and I was hoping Jenny would drop something from time to time so I could watch her pick it up. I loved skirts beca...se they are so easy access, and thought we might need that later when the mood struck.We started at a club at about 8pm, but it was a bit early, and the club was not very active, but we did start to get our drink on. Jenny gets drunk quick, so after one drink she was already buzzed. We went out on the dance floor and danced a couple jigs, then. Her body quivered as I slid them to her inner thighs and up to her pussy. I slowly started to rub her pussy through her pantyhose. She moaned again into my mouth, which told me she didn’t want me to stop. I could feel her wet juices soaking through her panties hose and I needed to feel more. With both hands I grab the crotch of her pantyhose and ripped a hole to give me better access.She looked down at me with a needy slut grin and I slowly slid my finger inside of her as my thumb circled. “Are you sure you’re good with this. I don’t want to hurt you.”“Yes baby. I’ve never found you more sexy than this weekend. I want you to do whatever you feel like. Like this morning. If you want to suck Mike’s dick or have him bend you over then I want you to do it. I want you to have as many orgasms as possible this weekend.“Ok. You know you’re my love right?”“Yes. And I love you for allowing us to do this. Why don’t you go shower with Mike.”It didn’t take too much convincing as Sarah jumped. " She left me and that made it worse.She didn't really understand me then. It wasn't the menses I hated so much, it was what it represented. The thing behind the thing, I chiefly hated. We were 12 years old.Scene 3: November 1st 1995 in our bedroomRachael won't get out of bed. She came home this morning, before the sun came up. Our dad thought she'd stayed over with a friend, but she hadn't. She'd gone to a party with her boyfriend. We're only 13 and already she has a boyfriend. I don't. All I.