”Gail shut her eyes in embarrassment after one quick look at Crystal’s face. Her babysister didn’t seem in the least bit shocked. As a matter of...fact, Crystal’s eyes weresparkling and she had an expression on her face that could only be described aslustful. Was this some kind of nightmare or was she really stuck in this situation?Never had Gail guessed that her own baby sister would behave in this wanton way!“Mmmmmm . . . this is going to be a lot of fun!” Jerry grinned as he stared down. Damn, she was wet. It was so wet that at some point I just started to lick my finger to know how she tasted. She tasted amazing. Just imagine licking a nectar. Mmmm, I was eager to eat her out.I then put my hand inside her panty. Her pussy was shaved but not completely. She had left out a little pubic hair on the top. It was wet and my finger easily slid on top of it. I was enjoying every moment of it. She then stopped me and asked me to shower. I couldn’t go but I had to since she didn’t. Gosh, I'd hate to think what a girl Baritonewould look like - a gorilla in a skirt? Just kidding. So anyway, whenthe director evaluated us and placed us in groups, guess where he had me- in the Contraltos. Man, that was embarrassing to be the only boyContralto but at least Allison was also a Contralto so we'd usuallystand next to each other during chorus.By the spring of my eighth grade year, I was thinking that any time thisgyneco-something wants to go away it has my permission. It sure. It was an overcast night, slightly humid, and the widow's garden patch gave off smells that made Chuck's stomach turn. He figured it would be best to start around back, and stepped carefully up the rickety wooden stairs to the rear porch. Setting his pack down, he brought out the plastic bags of doggy doo and started squeezing them over the threshold of the back door.The motor oil made a heavy base on the bottoms of the window frames, and he started laying out the firecrackers. The smell.