I even braded her hair.We walked hand in hand to a nearby coffee shop where we met Lindy and Miwa already seated. I had called Lindy to set up the mee...ing."You two are glowing," Lindy remarked."You two do too," I smiled.Miwa giggled and Lindy blushed. "We met my old mentor," Miwa explained, "and discovered there's plenty of life in those old bones. Thrilled by our demonstration of Lindy's genius choreography, he warmed to her even more when we chatted. She charmed him thoroughly. At one point. I would masturbate in the shower in the mornings, in the bathrooms during school, and a few times each night. I'll bet I had 4 or 5 orgasms every day.It was the spring trip to our cousin's house that sealed my fate. I was dreading being found out and hoped my sister would help keep my antics secret. I did the most disgusting thing I could have imagined to keep my secret. My sister forced me to eat her pussy while she sat on the toilet seat, making it so that my entire face was inside the toilet. That wasn't going to happen with Tina along. Wasn't going to happen now that I was with Tina, I corrected myself.That didn't matter to my erection. The images of Sharon, topless in the cab of a truck kept running in front of my eyes. I carefully put the paper back in the nightstand and lay back on the bed. I tried to will myself to sleep. No luck. I tried to push the images of Sharon out of my head—all our past photo shoots and all the ones I'd wanted to do. No luck either.In the end, I gave. Friends don’t do what you’re about to do.’ As suddenly as the thought of pulling Michael into her arms and letting him rip her clothes off came into her head it left. She needed to get away, she needed to get clean. Taylor made a mad dash to the box that contained all of her toiletries and grabbed it, then turned to Michael. ‘I need to go take a shower. You know, it’s been a long day and I just need to feel clean before I do anymore.’ ‘That’s fine by me.’ Michael said as she pushed past him.