She was one of those kids who crawled out of the crib reading her picture books. She was so smart, but she didn't flaunt it, she just got her A's and ...miled.So I was surprised when she came and sat across from me at lunch when we were both juniors. She was a very pretty girl with a rapidly maturing body, fun to look at and think about, and she dressed kind of casually: sweat shirt and jeans."Got a question?" she said, with a grin.I nodded and chewed."Is sex all boys think about?" She looked. I struggled to keep my erection down which was all too obvious in the joggers. I waited and watched as a small white van pulled up and a thin, tall guy got out, looked around him and walked up to me. “Tyet85?” he asked me, we had never exchanged real names. “Yup” I replied and smiled knowingly. He gestured for me to lead him to our sex-spot, and as I turned to walk off he grabbed my arse. This should prove very interesting, I thought.We made small talk as we made the short walk to the Dunes.. Thanks for the help.”“What to thank mom.” Raj objected. “if you want, I can give you a massage all day long,” he giggled.“Oh, really?” Sarika said this while turning around and began laughing as well. She placed her left hand on Raj’s cheek and pulled him closer and gave him a sweet kiss on his cheeks. Raj got even a better view of his mom’s cleavage now and was inches apart from her mom’s breast.He now wanted to grab them but stopped himself. Sarika then got up and headed towards the bathroom.. Our temperaments do better as friends. Anything else?’ he asked, smiling down at her. She shrugged. ‘She’s very pretty.’ He chuckled, ‘Yes, she is, but not as pretty you, Catie, at least not in the same way. And you’re quite a bit younger. Watch out, love, she may scratch your eyes out for that.’ When her eyes widened in apprehension, he laughed out loud. ‘I’m only kidding, Catie. Ginny is one on the nicest people I know. She’s like a sister…well, maybe not a sister. I don’t think I’d fuck my.