Megan blushed at the obvious praise, “I just wanted you to know that there is a hearing about my fate coming up. I’m a civilian and not the only o...e. They haven’t decided what to do with us. Apparently, in most war zones, the women stay at home and away from the action. Not so much here. In any case, at least I have these hunky escorts, right?” she indicated the military police gendarmes that watched her every move.“Do they know that you’re pregnant?” I asked her directly.“Yes, they do. I hope. Finally, I succeeded. The smooch was a victory for me. It was going to open the gates of her access to me. The smooch was passionate. Tongues were engaged in a serious war trying hard to dominate each other. The saliva exchanged from each other’s mouth was of great taste as if there is nothing tastier than it. I was pushing her head and she was pushing mine. And after the tongues got tired, the breathing got almost stopped, the smooch broke. We were looking at each other’s face, putting eye. "I may not have a lot of experience with sex, but I know you don't DO that with just friends!" she said forcefully."I know!" I held up a hand. "Let's not argue, OK? You know I DO care about you. It's BECAUSE I care about you that I care about your sex life too, Jill. I'm tremendously honored that you chose me to be your first. But that's something you can only give away one time, and when you go to college and find some great guy who knocks your socks off, it would have been really nice to be. I them found, as I was getting ready to climb down that as I wrapped my legs around the tree it unhook, my little member rubbed up on the tree. God it felt good. Dressed, tied to the tree and rubbing brought me to my first climax. I was scared. I didn't know what I did to get the shaky feeling and to get that stuff in my under ware. I didn't go back for a long while.Latter that year, I was walking to school. It was my start in the 7th grade. Both boys and girls picked me on really bad. On this.