I checked to see how far down the hair goes, and it doesn't go anywhere near my rear end, at least not yet. It felt kind of nice checking (giggle).But...wait, there's more! like they say on the commercials. All around my slit, what the boys at school call a pussy, and my class called a vagina (I haven't decided what I'll call it yet, I guess I'll see what other people do), the lips have gotten like, swollen up, and they're kind of puffy and, well, big. Sort of like somebody put stuffing in a. He quickly decimated the savings account that he's set up for a car and was soon even stealing from his parents to support his habit, which was until the day he decided to cheat Tyron, his dealer. He'd printed a few twenties and stuck them in between a couple of real ones in the hopes that Tyrone wouldn't notice. He did and was understandably pissed.Later that afternoon, the big black guy found the skinny little white k** riding his bike into the hood, about to pull the same trick. He pulled. I can do this. I walked out into the hallway and stood there for a while looking up the hallway at his closed door. Still OK. I found myself at his door, naked and trembling all over. I felt excited, turned on, and afraid but afraid of what I didn't know. What if he got up and found me standing outside his door naked? I'd say I was sleepwalking. I felt like an idiot.I suddenly had doubts. I wondered if I had been imagining his interest in me. He had never made a move on me and he had plenty of. . so go on, what happened?”“Oh, my mom bought the whole thing. She wanted to call Cathy’s and complain, but I talked her out of it. I spent 30 minutes on the phone with Cathy so we got our stories straight.”“Look I can’t talk much longer, Reggie. I’m terribly sorry about what happened...”“Well I’m not! I mean, I am in that your mom caught us, but oh, Howie when you let me have it like that ... did you know I came?”“You did?” I was thrilled to hear it, in fact, I found it hard to believe, and.