When I finally got the chance to speak to her, she told me she's not a virgin any more and she wanted to tell me what she was up to. Her boyfriend is ... guy she met as a penpal in jail. On her 18 birthday she went to visit him well I'll get to the visit in a minute. He's 6 foot 4 238 pounds muscular but not muscle bound. His name is Omar. His the son of the ex mayor. So he would get privileges that other inmates couldn't. Food, money,rec time, even sex. Usually you have to be married to get a. We’d also discovered that Jamie and I were in love. Starting Sophomore year, we started ‘experimenting’ giving each other orgasms. That turned into kissing and even rubbing our pussies together. We questioned whether or not we were turning into lesbians. When we talked about it, we both admitted that most of the time we were actually fantasizing about guys licking and fingering our pussies.By midterm Senior year, we took a chance and went on dates where we were going to see if we couldn’t get. 30 seconds later our tongues were getting acquaintedin her mouth. Then in my tongue's residence.**We finally broke off our first kiss after 3 hours, or was it 3minutes...hell it was timeless.**Both of us had big grins on our faces.**"I wondered when you were going to kiss me." she said.**"Just waiting for the right moment," I replied taking her soft femininehand in mine.**We kissed again this time hugging and rubbing each others backs and heads.Then we went home, separately! I got home and. He knew he would be there for a while; in normal circumstances it doesn't take long to heat up a couple cans of beef stew, in practice the microwave was so small and weak that it would take a few minutes."You've got Michigan plates on this van," she said to change the subject. "Is that where you're from?"People from Michigan have a sort of recognition signal. If you ask someone where they're from in the state, and if a true Michiganian they're likely to hold up their right hand, thumb out a.