My birthday was last month.”Sixteen and her boobs were bigger than mine. Life just isn’t fair sometimes. She sure had turned into a pretty young l...dy.I cleared out a few drawers for her to put her things in. She seemed very hesitant to touch anything.“My room is your room, Emma. Make yourself at home.”“Thanks,” She just smiled and put her things in the closet.The rest of the day was spent greeting more relatives and making sure everyone had a place to sleep. There were over thirty relatives. She had never even come close to doing anything before like the sensational, erotic, absolutely unbelievable things which she had since meeting Alexandra. Her face burned as she had looked to see if any of the other patrons were still staring at her. At the moment Rhonda had commanded her to climax she was so far into the moment she wasn't even aware of anyone else, but now that Rhonda had gone, she was alone, surrounded by the same people who had found her behavior so outrageous only minutes. Her head was lying against my chest. Not knowing what else to say I murmured, "Its all right mother...its okay..." You saw me...you saw me..." she wept, "I'm so ashamed...so humiliated."Her distress had the effect of calming me. I felt myself able to offer her comfort, so I said, "Mother, it's nothing to be ashamed of, millions of people do it; they do it to relax themselves to...to overcome sexual frustration or just for the sheer pleasure of the sensation, it okay." You aren't disgusted?" she. “See, Brett. We girls aren’t that scary,” Liya said.“I don’t know,” Cera responded. “Shameka’s pretty scary.”“Yeah, but that’s only if you’re on the other team. Shameka’s great,” I exclaimed.“Yeah, she is,” came from behind me.I turned to see Shameka stopping right behind me and grinning over my head. That grin was obviously aimed at Cera, who was sitting across the table from me.“You set me up. Didn’t you,” I asked her.Cera grinned and nodded enthusiastically.“Beth,” Shameka said as she put a.