"Tamara giggled. "Go. We just wanted you to know we love you. You and your sisters are why James is the leader we so desperately need."Janice giggled...."No, he's the man his concubines need. But you already knew that. Now, I better get this one to her home."She pushed me towards the door. As it slid open I expected to see the back of the tapestry, but the far wall of the tunnel was revealed."The tapestry is on a rail and can move to uncover the doorway," Janice said as we stepped into the. How did we get into this amazing situation?We are both sixteen and have been best friends since, like, forever, and we started having fun with each other when my tits (which are several bra sizes bigger than hers) really started growing. Steph was just fascinated by them, kept asking to touch them, and every time she did, it made me feel wet and loose in the cunny (it did for her, too, but I didn’t know that quite then). Fortunately, it didn’t take long before we realised that we felt the. I needed to do something, but I wasn't sure what. Go to bars? I can't talk to boys, and I sure as hell can't talk to men! I knew that I didn't want to get married and have children. But isn't that why people fuck?Still, I couldn't just do nothing. I decided that I had a mission: to discover what ?sex? meant, to me, personally. I was excited and curious, but unaware that finding the answer would seize me, transform me, and change my life. AMBASSADORDiane was the intermediary. I don't really. Peter watched some strange videos with guys fucking pies and pumpkins. He wondered how it would feel to fuck a pumpkin. He knew it was weird and strange, but he imagined he could drill holes in the pumpkin's skin. He could make the holes big or small. He remembered seeing a stand near his house with pumpkins. He decided to take a ride and purchase some. He wanted to see if it was bullshit or if he could really get off on it. He was hoping it would be a fun experience. Peter got cleaned.