I moved lower, until the pad of my finger found her rosebud and flicked at it. I felt her hand back on my thigh, and then she reached up under my loos... gym shorts to grasp my throbbing cock. She fondled me slowly as I continued to explore her nether regions under the blanket.I could feel the heat radiating from her pussy as my fingers moved closer. She was already wet as my middle finger made contact with her slit, and she shifted slightly to give me better access. She stroked my cock a little. He undressed me with his eyes and noticing , I said hi.I did not try to hide the fact that I was extremely turned on by him as was he. We talked for a few minutes and I asked him If he wanted to go to my room.He declined my offer but told me to come get in his car. I jumped at the idea and soon we were headed down the road to an unknown destination.No sooner than we had gotten into his car,I reached over and started to rub up his leg. He told me to be careful and as my hand went a little. .I had those 2 mosquito bites on my chest…I wasn’t developing out into a woman….didn’t have my menses…and very few pubic hair… which was weird…because the women on my mum's side all had voluptuous figures….my sister at the age of 17 had boobs, hips and ass that would have made Kim Kardashian jealous.After consultation with my mum, my aunty brought me to a gyne – and that’s how I learnt that I had a congenital deformity – my ovaries were atrophied and almost non functional. That was what was. ’ Gail stared impatiently at Pat and tapped on her watch. ‘C’mon! Let’s do this thing!’ The salesgirl chuckled. ‘I’ll be back in a moment. Some of these will be a little snug on the ribs. I’ll grab new ones,’ she added, grabbing up the non-sports-bras and wandering out. Suddenly, Pat felt more than a little self-conscious. ‘Do you really . . .’ ‘Yes, I really need to be here. Besides, it’s not like you’ve got something I haven’t seen before,’ she added. It turned out, she was wrong. For one.