It gives me a rush.’ I turn to Anne and ask her the question, and she says dare. I tell her we are going to play ‘ are you nervous?: a game where ... am going to run my hand up your leg, and you try not to flinch.’ ‘okay…’ Asi, I start running my hand, and she bites her lip, fighting her automatic reaction. I get closer to the hem of her shorts…closer…and finally only when I get under them does she shiver, and I stop. we look at each other for a few seconds, and finally I take the hand away and. I couldn't take much more.Stepping back, I made eye contact and slipped my fingers into the elastic waist of her skirt. I dropped to my knees, starting to pull her skirt down with me. She gave me a panicked look."I don't know..." she stammered.Thinking I had pushed it too far, I stood back up. "We can do whatever you want," I said, my hands on her waist now, "but you are so damn sexy. I really want to lick you." I know...it's just..." and she looked away with embarrassment."What is it, baby?. I was so horny, so attracted to the whole situation i beged him to fuck me. He was laughing again, “ see what you are? you little bitch, you are beging to be fucked like a little faggot, and i will make you my sissy bitch from now on”. I never heard that word before “Sissy Bitch”, but i din´t consider it as an insult. He pulled his fingers out, and soon i feet his dick at my ass, he spit again, pushed a bit and it went in, just a half inch maybe, he stoped, waited a second and i was pushing my. “That's all in the past though.” “Well, you obviously still think of him a little,” I reminded her.“Ever talk to him? Message him on Facebook or anything?” I asked. “Well... yeah. I have a few times, I guess. Just to say hi you know,” reassuring me of her fidelity. “I know he's single and lives about an hour away in Springfield.” I hesitated for a minute, unsure what to say next. I knew what I wanted to say, but a part of me resisted. A part of me didn't want to cross the threshold of sexual.