She felt sorry for me, made me stop crying and to this day she tells that story to her friends. So I zipped up, ran out side and turned on the bullshi.... As soon as I saw her I screamed that I got it caught in the zipper again and by the look on her face I knew she wasn't buying it. Why are your pants all wet she yelled as she starred right at my bulge? As I began to stammer, thinking of the right thing to say, she shoved me down on a chair, dropped to her knees and put the base of her right. She fessed up, and we've been friends ever since. Oh, and she was thirteen at the time, which would make her... fifteen?"How's your work going? Still playing around with bacteria and spinach?" Guilty as charged. And you? You're applying to college in the fall, right?" I'm EDing Harvard, mostly because my mom's a Radcliffe girl. She threw a fit when I didn't go to Sacred Heart for prep school, and I think she'll have a stroke if I bailed on Harvard too." Are you still CompSci?" No, that's why I. Then I didn’t bother her much. I slept thereafter. She tried talking to me but I was adamant. We reached our destination, where we had already booked rooms for all the relatives. She started texting me on WhatsApp, as we were in different rooms and tried convincing me, but I asked her that she doesn’t want me to be happy. We didn’t realize chatting, that everyone had already left for the marriage hall. I said, we’ll talk later let’s get ready.After a min. Or two, she texted me, saying, that. I lowered my eyes to let her know I was ready to be her submissive andheld the cuke with both hands against my chest. She started pushing thecart and said "That's the sweet girl I love."I was holding the cucumber, following behind Melly and the cart. I waslost in my own thoughts. Trying to imagine what Melly might want to do tome with the big green phallus. After walking two isles, my visions weregetting steamier and so were my panties. As we came around the corner ofone isle I looked down it.