Before she left, Sonia stopped to give me another kiss. A very deep, arousing kiss.“I’m a triple-play girl,” she whispered in my ear. “I could...stick around if you want to go for the other two.”“Uh ... family ... will be home soon. Thanks anyway.” Fuck Sonia? Pussy and ass? Holy shit!Real people just don’t do this shit.I guess I’m not in Kansas—er ... Nebraska—anymore.I was an automaton. I went to the kitchen and took food out of the refrigerator and ate it. I don’t know what it was. I drank a. Well, not quite yet. It was summer time and I was going into 9th grade in September. I was staying at my cousin Derek's and his folks' house, my parents having gone off to New York on business with their theater production company. Derek was a junior in high school but still good enough to be on the Senior Varsity football team. He had his driver's license and was headed out on a Saturday night. His mom stopped him at the door. "You're going to the movies? Take your cousin Bobby along.' "But,. .Kya feeling thi yaar…Fir unhone mera land thodi der hilaya aur main na karne ki acting karne lga. Fir unhone ne kaha ki hyu acting kar ahe ho, mujhe sab pta hai. To agle din fir chacha ke jane ke baad maine chachi ke boobs ko pakd de dbane lga, vo thoda moan karne lagi.Chachi ki badan ki garmi se mera lund khada ho gaya tha.Mera lund puri tarah tan gaya tha main usse adjust karne laga to chachi palti aur meri pant k bottons kholte hue boli nikal do kyu usse adjust kar rahe ho. Mujhe thodi. "..."It's Friday night. We're going to that synagogue," said Stevie."What do you mean, 'WE'?" asked Simone."If what you said the other day is true, I need a chaperone." You're volunteering ME?" asked Simone."Friend?" asked Simone."The one you asked me about," Stevie replied."There is one?" Simone asked, hopefully.Maybe," said Stevie. "I'm not sure. But I still need you to hold my hand." HE'LL probably hold your hand," replied Simone."Yeah," Stevie said smiling from the suggestion. "But the idea.