I hope you guys enjoy it:) Hi, my name is Lena. I am 16 years old now, but this is the story of a very special friendship that I had when I was younge.... It was a Saturday morning in June. I was on my way to my friend Kailas house. I had met her when I was six years old at my day care, Old Pine Community Center. I had just moved to Philadelphia from Woodstock, New York. Being in a new place and not knowing anyone, I was very shy. One day after my parents dropped me off, Kaila walked over to the. I could see her rising and falling breasts while she breathed and I was aroused by this time.Suddenly she said, “Bhai, can you please massage my head. It is aching too much?” I nodded and placed my hand on her head. She got up from there and sat on the couch, between my legs with her back facing me so that I can have access to the whole of her head.I started massaging her head, every portion of it. I was slowly gripping it with my palms and running my fingers through her hair. She seemed to. " She thought that this might actually help by keeping her out of some unnecessary fights.One of the things that she had done before she left the Flying H was to talk at length with the ranch hands to learn what a young man did when he was not working. The information she received was that they spent most of their free time in a saloon, talking and drinking beer. Some played cards, either faro or poker, but they usually stayed away from faro because it was too easy to be cheated. She was happy. ”“Kyle, we’re already rich if any of what Pa told us is true. What do we need? Why do you want some old treasure? And who are you going to get to do the deed?” It was a little bit of a dig. Neither Kyle nor I had dated anyone. I didn’t know who he thought he’d get to sleep with him on his sixteenth birthday. Pa had to sleep with his cousin.“Um ... Annie Wilcox said she would.”“Kyle! No! No, no, no. You can’t just go buy it.”“She said she’d do it for free.”“Yeah. Like a drug dealer gives away.