"I didn't freak you out with the kiss?" I don't know," I admitted. "I never expected ... I ... I'm just confused." This is our secret?" Michael asked....Yes, totally," I agreed. "How could I tell?" I want to be more than friends, Rosie," Michael responded. "Can you feel that way ... about me?" I don't know," I answered. "I just don't know. This is all so unexpected. I never suspected you ... I have Taylor." Do you love, Taylor?" Michael asked."Love?" I remarked. Taylor and I had fun together. We. Always in a dress, always classy looking, and always very feminine. Summer turned to Fall and it began to get dark earlier and earlier. In my mind, everything seemed easier in the dark, no one could see me if I was hanging out by her house. No one could see me if I took my dick out and stroked it as I waited for her to get home. Everyone I thought, but not Maggie. She had seen me, subconsciously, maybe I wanted her to. It was so long ago. There in the dark, I leaned against the side of her. The tavern’s sign was a working beehive, and honey from the bees was used to make mead. The Beehive was owned by Dobie and Abigail Lines; Dobie Lines was a great bear of a man, with little patience and large appetites, especially for ale, rum, food and women. Abigail Lines was a handsome woman, who to my eyes resembled Jenny Makepeace of the Anchor Inn in Wiltshire.Sadley Dobie had died a few years back, and Abby Lines was struggling to keep the tavern open. The tavern bought their ale from. Jagan’s mother Shanthi is a very hot female with great assets… I always had a great crush on her and used to masterbate every day dreaming about her. Jagan also has a younger sister by name Priya and the three of us spend a lot of time together after school hours & especially during weekends. Both our families know each other very well for a long time because of my friendship with Jagan. In addition to that since I am the topper in my class Jagan’s parents like me a lot and often send Jagan to.