As Mary is so far the only person who has spoken to me without prompting from a teacher I decided to just go with the flow for now."Ok, so why do you ...ee potential in me, what is this elusive 'x-factor' that I exude?" Well for a start you are very pretty, almost beautiful if I'm honest, and you know how to wear clothes and how to stand and walk, you carry yourself well. I see these things and just know that we can be good for each other." Well I'm obviously flattered that you consider me to be. Here some kitchen wench took a liking to me. She seemed nice enough, aside from her nappy dreads. Whenever I see dreads on a woman I always wonder what it would be like while I was making love to them. Would the dreads become waterlogged and issue forth a stench. I usually decided it wouldn’t be all that pleasant. After she had cleaned up the kitchen she sat down and had a cigarette with me. Something about the German accent gets me hot blooded. ‘So what are you doing tonight?’ I inquired.. I knew my step-mother and father were also going to be gone most of the week because they wanted to go on a trip together, so I had my step-brother all to myself. I was so excited actually, that as soon as I got home from school and noticed both parents gone and my step-brother still not here, I went into my room, took off all my clothes, and started to touch myself. I started by rubbing my hands all over my body, softly caressing my 34C chest, wide hips, and already soaking pussy. After. No names will be mentioned, other than the fact that my friend’s wife is a petit South East Asian, who is shorter than me and I'm 5'3, and hence, has petit, cute feet.This all started about five or so years ago. I have a good relationship with her. We get along well, so well in fact that some of other friends have commented at just how comfortable and close we were. We’re not best friends though. I only talk to her whenever I see my friend and her. But whenever we do, it’s as if we’re close.