We had spent all day preparing for the night, charging the batteries to our guns, getting BBs, and got dress in our black clothes to blend into the ni...ht. As my three friends and I were gearing up to play, two kids form down the street ran up to us with there guns wanting to join us. The two boys were eleven and twelve. But the older one, Jeremy, caught my attention. He was short compared to me, maybe 75lbs, big brown eyes, and short curly dirty blonde hair. He had a beautiful smile, and a tan. . and that was before I left grade school."Michael started laughing."What's up with you?" I asked."I see you get typecast like me," he said still laughing."It got worse, I was Renfield in Dracula Baby, a vampire musical, when I was in high school," laughing as the words finished coming out of my mouth."I'll cast you when I need a charming, stuffed, fat boy that eats bugs," he said."Thank, Rowdy, can you get us to the restaurant without wrecking the car?" I said."Low blow, Cruise," he said. "But. ”“No, Really I can’t – I really, really.....Ooooohhhh!”As I was kissing her my hand went back under her clothes and she just wasn’t quick enough to close her legs and my fingers were in her cunt and stroking it, one penetrating her hole.“Tell me you want me to stroke your lovely, sexy, soft, cunt. Tell me.”“Oh fucking hell!” she said. “Fucking, fucking hell – Yes! I want you to finger it.”“Finger what?”“Finger my – cunt! You bastard. There I’ve said it. I want you to finger my CUNT!”“Good. Combined with a brush of her silky hair on my clean, shaved face, it was enough to give me an instant erection.I had to adjust my dick while loading bags in the boot. The entire way home, I was looking at her manicured hand with sexy red nails and her flat stomach while she kept talking all the way.Very soon I got the hang of things. In two years of marriage, Pallavi had taken charge of the entire house, and Aseem was a typical husband. He couldn’t make a cup of tea even!My college would start.