I could feel the blood rushing to my head. She had really pissed me off, and I jumped up and stormed out of the room, swearing I would never go back. ...Fortunately, Kim caught me before I got outside the gym. She apologized for laughing as she led me back to the room. We sat while she talked and I cried. She explained to me that what I was going through was natural. Every teenager’s body and hormones changed and the urges and curiosities I was experiencing were normal. What really surprised me. We passed bytons of panties, bras, slips, nightgowns, and things I had no idea whatthey were. And every one of them seemed to be calling out to me. It waseverything I could do to not make a complete ass of myself.I managed to finally escape the store without anything negativehappening, but I certainly hadn't escaped the crazy thoughts that weregoing through my mind. She had bought that nightie as well as a few otherthings that I didn't even want to know about at that point. The weirdnessin my. "The colour slowly returned to his face as he sat down on the sofa next to her."I'm sorry Izzy," he told her quietly."Don't be. I was there too. When you tried to stop, it was me who wouldn't let you." She leaned over to kiss his cheek. "This was my fault not yours."He sat brooding for quite a long time, and in the end Izzy had had enough of the tense silence. "I'm going to go and make some coffee," she told him quietly.When she walked back into the living room he was stood facing the sofa, and. She changed out of her work clothes while I was up here. Now, she wore a multi-colored plaid wool top, which she left unbuttoned halfway down, a pair of light gray short shorts, and red, green, and white striped thigh-high socks.She rose up on her toes, held out her hands, and wiggled her fingers toward herself. “C’mere. You need a hug.”I stepped close to her this time and hugged her.She wiggled against me a bit, which spread open the upper half of my robe some. When I felt the bare skin of her.