Found his sketchbook under his pillow and opened it. I thought I already knew what I'd found (drawings of me), but what I found shocked me a little. I...'s still me, but it's all nudes. He even got my body proportions right. I remember this one drawing where we're at the pool. Me, sitting at the pool stairs with half of my body submerged underwater, my elbows propped on the first step of the pool and my legs spread apart showing my pussy (he made it look like he can see my bottom half). There're. .Ellie: Th- that wasn't a mans voice... I closed my legs tight, and turned my head. There I was, staring into this girls beautiful brown eyes.Ellie: "How did I end up here?" I asked kindly.Deb: "I took you home, you were in a right state..."Ellie: "But i'm not g-"Deb: "-ay, I know. But are you going to stop me?" I questioned as a slip one of my already juicy fingers deep into this girls pussy. She pushed back with her hips into my arm. She bit her lip as I pumped her pussy with my long tender. She did the same and then nonchalantly removed the polo shirt she was wearing. Only then did I realize how good her tits actually looked and I couldn’t help but look for a second longer than would have been appropriate. I quickly spun around to face her wall and tried to hide my growing erection.“What’s the matter? Haven’t you seen a girl without her shirt on before?” She asked giggling. I had my fair share of experience but I wasn’t used to a girl being this brazen. “Yea, but that. I tried not to do it too often because his hands get too frisky. He asked me out last week and I turned him down. I had enough trouble with his hands on the dance floor; I didn't want to get into a car with him."Tonight he wanted to dance again, and I told him that I would, but only if he kept his hands where they belong. He said okay, but as soon as we were dancing he grabbed my behind. I pushed him away and told him not to ask me to dance again. I said that I would not give him another.