I was doing my best to be slow and gentle. Once I got a rhythm going, I reached down and started to manipulate her clit."Oh, yesss...Tommm..." Now she...was humping back at me. I could see her breasts, larger in this new body, bouncing to the rhythm, and I used my other hand to cup one of those beauties and tweak its nipple.Finally I could take no more. I moved my off hand back to her hip while continuing to thrum her clit and thrust harder...harder...harder..."Unnhh! Yeah..." My balls gave up. We compared notes that we had taken, we did our homework together, and we even studied together for tests. Things were great.The move from the fifth grade into middle school went well. However, the move from the eighth grade into high school did not.You see I was fourteen and Stephanie was thirteen. She was also by far the prettiest girl in the entire school. Mother Nature had been very kind to her. That year between twelve and thirteen had turned my sister into a beauty queen. Her face was. We have never ... uh ... known another couple. Claire has had lovers as I have ... but not as a couple ... at least not yet.”“I see ... and another question ... how do you feel about bisexuality?”“I love bisexual women ... I have never tried it myself.”“Are you curious about it for yourself?”“A little. Would you mind telling me what is going on Sue?”“I told John about you coming on to me last night, about the way you touched my breasts, about the way your hard thing felt against my butt, about. Most of the food they carried was dried and water was added to the pan from the stream.Pol took a swim in the stream as they watched. Wesley considered the possibility of joining him, but, of course, he had not packed a swimming suit and, unlike the boy, was not willing to simply strip to his shorts and dive in. When he had swum, Pol brought water from the stream and washed the feet of each of his companions, as he had done with Doc on his first trip.This opened an opportunity for Wesley and he.