I didn’t know what to do, I just acted as if I were still asleep. This went on for a while. He slowly moved his fingers softly up and down my arm, ...eing very gentle. Then, I felt him move closer to me. He stopped, ran his hand down my arm, then very softly, he put his lips right up to mine, not pressing them to mine, not opening his mouth or trying to open mine. Then, very faintly, he said my name, ‘Alicia,’ he said quietly, as he watched me sleep, not knowing I was actually awake. I felt him. What a shame. Up to bat was a very muscular guy. His shoulders were wide and his biceps were clearly steroidal. He looked more like a football player. All but Mitch was intimidated. He pulled his cap a little more, as though it could have gone any lower and reenacted his gestures before sneakily lobbing the ball throwing the giant of guard. The next pitch was his famous unhittable fire balls. With two strikes the batter held on tight to the bat, planning to swing with full force. Mitch peered. I was dying to see my boyfriends again. Mark was coming over, of course, as soon as he'd heard the word barbecue, he was making plans.I had my own plans though. I seriously wanted more sex with Mark and Chris. I knew why too. My period was coming, in just like three or four days maybe, and I'd already started feeling it. Not that it was bad, my periods were really weak, super light and just a few days long usually, but that was cause of the birth control pills mostly. I'd already taken one that. My lips make sick little fwooooah sounds. I lick her ear. Her panties suddenly feel warm and squidgy. Shelly has soiled herself in fear. Shelly is filling her panties with soft, delicate girl-brownie. Shelly stinks reeeal shitty now! Fwooooah! Soiled girly really does it for me! Off come the panties. My cock plunges into the thick sludge filling Shelly's nice smooth little bum-crack, making me intimate with her number two. My mind is empty of thought. My hand presses down firmly upon Shelly's.