I thought that my erection may tear my trousers and her frock and get inside her ass crack.Initially I thought that she was not aware about that. But ...ater I could feel some movement near her frock. As it was too dark I could not make out anything. Later I felt that her frock is getting lifted from back side. I moved my hand from the seat bar and could make out that her hand is not there but could feel some movement near her shoulder – gently I moved my hand down and could feel that her left. ..I'm not sure just yet Melissa, but thanks anyway." Anya, we have to go now." Bye" I said to the girls and joined mom as we walked out and to thecar."They're trying to fix you up for the Spring Formal?" I said no mom." A pity. I have a dress that was made for you." But I can't go to the Spring Formal mother!" And why not? You're every bit as attractive as any of the girls I selldresses to!" Yes I know you think that mother, but they are girls and I'm not!" Are you sure about that?" About. He responded and was opening his bedroom dooras I reached it. The room was an amalgam of femininity and boyishnessand had a distinct tomboy feel. I was used to it, however, and didn'ttake notice."What's up?" I asked as I entered and he closed the door behind me."It's started," he replied, looking at me intently."You mean? ... Oh my god, Terry, but you're not even 18 yet. What areyou going to do?" I asked.He set down on his computer chair and looked at me with an excitedexpression. "I'm all. ‘I don’t suppose,’ he said in a voice that held just the tiniest vestige of hope, ‘there’s any chance you’re on the pill?’ Heart sinking, she shook her head. ‘There’s never been any need for me to be on the pill,’ she said flatly, aware he still wasn’t making eye-contact. ‘Why would there be?’ There was a pause before he gave a curt nod, his expression unreadable. ‘Right.’ And without another word, he left the room. ‘Hey!’ Melissa scrambled out of bed. ‘Wait!’ Acutely aware of her nudity, she.