Bobby liked jacking- off, and always wondered how it felt to fuck a real girl, especially his older sister Jan. He began liking her soon after she got...her glasses - Bobby thought she looked real sexy when Jan put on her glasses.Meanwhile, Jan was up in her room, feeling sort of depressed. She was always hearing from Marsha how great it was to give blow-jobs, and to get laid by high school boys. Jan was still a virgin, and the only time she really experienced an orgasm was on the mule ride down. His eyes got a little bigger while he bit down on his full bottom lip. I stopped and he slowly looked up. Running his eyes over university tee and cardigan until he sees my bashful face with my rosey red cheeks. He forces out a gruff, “Five minutes.” I smile at him and decide to look over my test one last time. On the last page I write down. “This was fun, call me.” With my number and a heart. Dr. Miller hollered, “Times up and pencils down! Please return all of your test to me on your way out,. Reason? Linda Sterling. She is a wide fitting size ten and loves a six inch stiletto heel. Her Caribbean accent sings to me, causing my heart to dance. I’m madly in love but can’t declare it because... Linda is engaged. Some lucky fucker got there before me. It doesn’t stop the chemistry between us though. The fact she comes at five fifteen every Friday evening is not just a sign that I have a great selection of shoes, but also a sign she likes my hands-on approach.It was five fifteen, and as I. I examined myself in the half-light, peering over the curves of my hips, the soft rise of my thighs, the bend in my leg that led to my pubic area, my flat stomach with a hint of definition, the slight sag of my breasts that caused them to fall slightly to the side with their mass, the large brownish areolas that held my hardening nipples in the morning cold, and the small arms that framed the entire picture. I was beautiful, and I was a woman. I had nothing to do with my days until school.