We decided that my first experience would be a solo adventure to see if reality and fantasy would be merged into what I was hoping for. If not, and no... feeling any pressure from my boyfriend, I could just walk away and things could stop right there.Probably due to my repressed upbringing I am something of an exhibitionist as I found out in my first girl-girl experience which I can best explain by describing: It was a few weeks later when I answered an ad from a girl in Dallas. We sent emails. The thought made me very hot and wet. Contrary to most of the girls working in these nail shops, she spoke good English as she was a student. In the crazy sexy mood I was in, and with my aroused feelings about her, I confessed to her about my fantasy. She smiled, “You really want to try the happy balls.” She left and came back with two shiny balls (like two centimeter marbles) connected to each other with a string. “Sit on one and insert the other.” I apparantly looked quite puzzled about what. Every time he sits at his desk I will spread my legs and he can see my pussy. All of the guys like it because it is totally bald.."A few days later she wrote: "It worked. He told me he needed to talk to me after school. I was so aroused I came twice rubbing my pussy before I saw him. When I went to see him after school he said he couldn't help but notice that I wasn't dressed appropriately for school. I was nervous about being there, wondering what is he didn't like me dressing that way or. ‘I see you Wednesday… Gene.’ ***** ‘How did your English class go?’ Milena greeted her younger sister, Juliana, in her native Spanish as the latter came into their small shared living room. She dropped her books on the end table with a sigh, plopping onto the couch next to her. ‘So… I take it you had a rough night?’ ‘How in the world…’ Juliana replied in their shared native tongue shaking her head, turning to look at her sister. ‘did you ever learn this shit?’ She threw her hands in the air as.