What about the other way around? 7. Have you ever talked to them about masturbation? If so, what did you say?8. Is there anything you want to tell the..., e.g. when they get older or when the topic naturally comes up?9. Do you think learning to masturbate is different these days compared to when you started? What's changed?10. If you could go back and talk to your younger self about masturbation, what would you say to her?The Messy StuffBecause being a girl isn't all sugar and spice.1. Do you. There it was again, pure, unadulterated pleasure. She was sure she’d never felt anything that good in her life. She touched it again slowly and her breath caught in her throat, she was afraid to breathe thinking it might stop the feeling she was giving herself.She began rubbing slowly on what she knew must be her clitoris and her fingers became covered in her own juices again. She didn’t wipe them off this time though, she didn’t care. She was totally wrapped up in the feeling coursing. He could not help the smile that came upon his face. ‘Miss Winshaw, I assure you that I have nothing but good intentions. All I ask is your company, for I do so wish to get to know you better.’ He offered his arm again, saying, ‘I do apologize if it seemed I was giving you an order. I will refrain from such wording in the future.’ Elizabeth, for once in her life, had nothing to say. She frowned. She didn’t know what to do with this man. She was not used to such attention from men, what little. "I've warned her so many times to watch it. She has a mouth and pushes the limits at every turn. I know she is just your younger step sister, but I'm sure you have some instincts to protect her. I can't blame you for that, but I'm asking you to keep her in this house for the weekend," he explained before he leaned towards me. "I'll do my best, Brian." He turned to her. "I love you to death, Jessa, but I've had it. If he gives me an even slightly bad report about this weekend, then you are just.