I read a lot and would say in general I'm a little more mature than my peers. I'm a guys gal, but still very feminine. Just as easily as I can watch a...romantic comedy, I can watch someone get their clocked cleaned during a boxing or MMA match. I prefer to hang out with boys and have just a few close girlfriends that I've had since grade school. I do not prefer to hang out with boys because I'm a slut and anyone that knows me well, knows better. I think it has to do with the fact that I grew up. I drank rum (army) and sister drank beer. After a little nap we got up and took a ride into the dense forest for hunting. We rode in our bolero into the dense forest about 15 km from our bungalow and 5 km from our estate boundary. People don’t come here in the after noon and our estate worker does not come there because cardamom plants are mostly cared during harvest season only. Annie was wearing a white thin cotton shirt and a short mini skirt (shorter than midi which went till the lower. As I walked outside, I saw her car pulled up in front ready to pick me up. I got in and we drove out of the parking lot and parked in a residential neighborhood a few blocks over. Without saying a word, Keri reached over and started un-zipping my jeans. As she finally pulled my **** out of my pants, she stopped and looked at it as if she had never seen a **** before in her life, half mesmerized. It didn’t take her long to get her mouth around my ****. She was very, very clumsy and it seemed. Britney had the same hair and eye color as mom. She also was slim and sexy. Truth why she couldn't wait to go into college was so that she would have more freedom to fuck with different guys, drink alcohol, smoke and do a lot of dangerous activities."And you Sharon?" my mom asked her."Same as Britney mom," Sharon spoke.Both Britney and Sharon were 17 and both had the same personality; fucked with lots of popular guys, wore mini skirts and were stuck up bitches.However there was a difference.