“But No ... you had to go all hippie on me. God, mom. What were you and dad thinking?”True ... we did Go all hippie on her.Beck was our acid baby,...LSD. We were trippin’ hard when she was conceived. The drug might have had something to do with Beck’s size. She was tiny. Later, in the 6th grade, Becky could walk under the kitchen table and not hit her head. As an adult she wore size one shoes. Tiny.Charley was out swinging on the rope swing so we couldn’t ask him what to do. We had consensus .... Running one hand between her legs he plucked at her clit, teasing it roughly while unzipping his pants. With two fingers firmly pressed against her hard little nub, he plunged his thumb inside of her and rubbed that sweet spot directly behind her clit. She moaned out loud now, visibly struggling to keep still. He knew she wanted to press her ass backwards so she could feel his hand deeper and harder.Stroking his cock in one hand he rubbed the head along the crack of her ass and asked her “What. More curious, I pushed on her clit more firmly, and her thighs jerked ever so slightly. Then, I took her clit between my thumb and index finger and squeezed. I heard her breath catch and her belly quaked in a spasm. By now, her clit had become harder and stood out from its sheath. I started to roll it between my fingers and noticed the way her fleshy hole twitched, and now oozed with glistening wetness. As I continued massaging her clit, I noticed that her hips were moving slightly in time. Dating Roger opened her up to things she only fantasizes about in her head. Alicia wasn't sure if it was not having sex in a while, having lesbian planted freshly into her mind, or a mixture of both that made her check out Kat's ass as she turned around to leave. It surprised her that she did that and quickly pushed what she did out of her head. It occurred to her that it might be better dealing with lesbians than a bunch of men at a party. She never been around one before but was pretty sure.