So I just gave her this lame, "Yeah, I guess so." She was super cute with her short blonde bob and cleavage that left me wanting to hide. She looked...soooo good. I'm sure guys had been after her since she first sprouted them. I was really surprised at how "open" she was until I realized she hadn't had the benefit of a superior classic Southern upbringing like me. She probably didn't know she was supposed to act like a lady. Realizing the irony of me, of all people, thinking that spurred me. ”With that, convulsions ran through her entire body. My head was clamped between her legs right at her crotch as she cried the expression of her climax into her room. My face got splashed with her clear fluids which squirted from her pussy uninhibitedly.After her orgasm subsided and she was still panting in its afterglow, I stood up and dried my face with my tank top. I kissed her, letting her taste her own secretions on my tongue.Suddenly, she pushed me away; this time, with determination. For. You look at her naked ivory figure. Sexually spent. Radiant. Vulnerable.You look at your little white penis. Shriveled. Small. Suddenly, it's perfectly clear to you. You get it now. You know what needs to happen.In the beginning, you were so afraid. Ruled by fear. You couldn't see the truth because you didn't want to. Because you wanted to believe otherwise. But fear eventually gave way to curiosity. You explored your fears and discovered they weren't fears after all, just questions. You needed. I was in the garage just piddling around when I heard her call out, and knock on the front door. Since my wife was visiting a friend of hers from work, I had to stop what I was doing to see what she wanted. There on the front porch was my sister-in-law Kathy, with her arms loaded with plastic bowls and crap. I hurried over and opened the door to let her in, and offered to take the load from her, but quickly turned her back to me. "Here, in my back pocket are my car keys. Be a sweetie and get.