I stepped back into the boothe which was actually more like an en suite changing room in your home. A small room with beautiful leather sofa's and cus...ions. a sink and towels and lovely soft carpets, very cosmopl****an. I flipped the shell upwards and then gasped as someone knocked on the door, I scuttled back to the door and flipped the lock across before they entered and shouted "Busy, sorry" they muttered something and walked off. I was in a real state! flustered, aroused, horny, scared.. Ok now I don’t want to disappoint you readers anymore by keep on telling my bio I will come to the story now….First of all my present age is 19, I have been naughtiest boy from my childhood, I Don’t want to mention in the beginning itself by telling a number of experiences and take away your eagerness..And first one is completely about pure innocence, this happened at my very small age that too when I was in primary school , there was a girl in my neighbour hood, her name was meghana (she’s. I asked do u like doing it.He just smiled.After all he was getting something that his girlfriend didnt give him.I then said that im feeling pain in my whole body and would like a body massage.He agreed to do so.So i removed my panty and bra nad got completely nude.Seeing me nude that too first time infront of a boy made me completely nude.He said you have a sexy body divya.I then lied back on the bed and he started the massage.He just massaged my boobs and then my naval and then i caught his. That was probably it. It still didn’t make things any easier, though. Three little words and I couldn’t say them. I thought them often. I said them in my mind when I looked at him sleeping next to me, when he cooked in our little kitchen, when he laughed. I thought of the words every single day but they refused to roll from my tongue. I tried to show him every day how I felt. I tried to convey it in every touch, in every word (all but those three he needed to hear) and in every thing I did. .