But as soon as I began she said, "No baby, not that hole, the other one."Looking up I said, "Are you serious?" She said, "Babycakes, I got a angel hol... and a devil hole. And I'm feelin' devilish tonight."I was reluctant. I'd never done this before. But my dick was so hard you could've hung a bucket of beer on it. So I moved from the angel to the devil, from the front yard to the back yard and I was surprised when I arrived, for it was a very nice neighborhood. I liked it. It smelled nice. She. I was fascinated. “Get down and have a good look. Have you ever kissed a girl down there?” she asked me. “SHIT…NO!” I was shocked. “I will show you what to do, you won’t be embarrassed. It’s every girls dream to have this done. I want you to know how to do it for me. I made sure I washed it for you when I was outside. It is very clean, don’t worry its really good, you will enjoy it.”“I don’t know if I can; I have never done it before. Are you sure it’s okay?” I asked her.“Don’t be concerned all. The sympathy of her friends had been genuine and well meaning but it had not comforted her for she felt it misguided and undeserved. They had been full of solace and pity for her and eager to apportion blame for the collapse of her relationship upon her boyfriend. Miranda had been unable to tell them that their loyalty was misplaced and their analysis unjust. In the honest kernel of her soul Miranda knew that it was she who was to blame for the failure of the relationship; a failure she could. *Yes I remember, Don't I always walk you home though little missy* I said back, Yeah I know you people are wondering about the name, Well she sort of hates it as you are about to find out. *Hmph, Thought you said you would stop calling me that you jerk* She angrily replied, Luckily for me I had hold of her hand otherwise I know I would of ended up been slapped. *I'm sowwy* I said in a half hearted childish tone, Yeah I know sounds stupid but she was always a sucker for the whole baby/childish.