The more he looked at her, the more he wanted to believe it was true. They ate their meals in silence as the bus pulled out onto the freeway. After a ...hile, Bitty said, ‘Wanna trade?’ ‘Trade what?’ ‘Give you some fries for a bite of your pie.’ Ordinarily he hated sharing food. He had six siblings, and eating with them was always a battle. But he was weirdly excited about the idea of sharing his food with Bitty. He handed his fried apple pie to her, figuring she’d probably bite it on the. My eyes were closed, and then it was no longer her mouth, but something much warmer, and it enveloped my penis entirely with a soft embrace. I opened my eyes and she was straddled over me, keeping her weight off but slowly riding me up and down so gently that it did not excite unduly, but gave an intense sensation of her vaginal walls. Her eyes were closed and she seemed lost in her own world.This went on for a long time until I began to want release and moved my hips up to meet her sinking. I let my palm stay there to check her reaction. I could feel that she was awake; her one palm was already on my legs as if providing support.I tried to move my distant leg, she held it well. It was confirmed that she is awake and know my every movement. I started moving my palm on her bare legs below knee and slowly started moving it upward. Again my palm was on her knee, and from there to her thighs. I can feel her skin reacting to my caress. My palms were able to reach up to her upper thighs. I wore pretty clothes all day long, played with my girlfriends, and at night I went to sleep wearing pretty nightgowns and cuddling my favorite baby doll in a bedroom that no boy would have wanted to be caught dead in.After my friends and I had to go home in the evening Grandma would teach me how to take care of my hair and nails. At first I practiced on her hair but soon I was able to set my hair into many pretty styles and apply nail polish as well as some teen age sisters of my girlfriends..