Well, I whipped down my shorts and panties and breathed a sigh of relief, no hair yet. (I don't know what I was expecting, instant bush?!) The book...also explained about hormones and getting your period, and what that meant, and at the moment of your first period, you were considered, "a woman". (Hold it here, I'm a kid, 10 years old, I am NOT ready for "womanhood".) Hmmph, no where in this book did it talk about a man's body in mine. What the hell was that supposed to mean, so I read on.. Her hand dropped under the water, and found my crotch. "Oh, don't worry. I'm just sharing computer science stuff with Curt. There's a mechanism for interprocess communication called named pipes. Maybe your pipe will stand up and tell us his name?"She leaned over, wrapped an arm around my head, and gave me a scorching kiss. It was very natural to reach to her, caressing her breasts. Touching them, I realized that they looked good not just from the breast shape alone, but how her underlying chest. Loren picked up his shirt from the picnic table and mopped his brow with it. “I’ll get us a couple of cold ones,” he said and headed in the house. Abrielle was in the kitchen.“Loren -- can you start the grill?” she said as he opened the refrigerator.“Sure. I’m just getting a couple of cold ones for Todd and me.” He carried two bottles of beer outside and set them on the patio table. “Thanks for the help.”“No problem,” Todd replied.“When we bought that swing set it said, assembly required. I had. I licked at every delicious petal, making my way to the tight little hood at the top. Sensing that she was close, I sucked her clit into my mouth and rolled the tip of my tongue around and around. Bree was almost wailing in response to my ministrations, on the brink of hyperventilating. My own breathing was laboured, quickening to match hers. “Oh, Will. I’m close. Yes. Yes!” I moaned myself, still sucking her clit, and excited that her release was near. Urged on by her increasing intensity, I.