"The leather fell open and fell away.Nikki cupped Jo's breast in her hand fully for the first time, then leaned forward and kissed Jo again, as she ge...tly pinched the hard little pebble-like nipple between thumb and forefinger.This time, there was no hesitation, as Jo's tongue slipped into Nikki's mouth and stroked and fought with Nokki's own.Breaking the kiss, Nikki said "You're mine, now. And I have so much to teach you..."Jo lay dreamily upon the leather couch, anxiously waiting for Nikki's. Icouldn't take it any longer.A monsoon of arousal battered the shell of my apprehension. I took adeep breath to try to calm myself but the scent of three girls - one ofwhom was dripping in heat - just drove my lust all the harder. I closed my eyes. Madeline thought she could fuck with me? Distractions.That's what these were. Sexy, soft, sapphic distractions. Is this whatMadeline had meant by making my life hard? I looked at the tiny bow onthe front of Min's side-tie panties, at the lace of. Who is it ?, I was asking myself. the other person was talking very softly so I was not able to make out who it was. "I'll ask him" she said and looked at me while opening the door widely. Yup that was neeta aunty, I screwed up big-time, what do i do ? what do i do ?. Mom asked me something but i wasn't paying attention, she asked again, i wasn't there, mentally. i was thinking of all those consequences that was going to follow. My mom shouted "are you day-dreaming ?", "No" i said, "what did i. But then, thinking back, I realized that people had felt me up—every day of the week, if you wanted to count Dr. Schlemmer's insane Psychology class on Monday. Today was simply the first time I was paying attention. Today was the first time I felt ready to do anything other than ignore it.And it was good.I mean, let's be honest. I lost my virginity at age fifteen and I liked it. I haven't had a lot of boyfriends, but I've been—well, the politically correct term is "free with my favors," but.