As we made out right there in her kitchen, I slipped my tongue in her mouth and twisted around with her own tongue. My efforts were rewarded with a so...t moan from her. She then proceeded to rub her body against me, no doubt feeling my rock hard erection.She broke off the passionate kissing and gave me a seductive grin as she slowly dropped to her knees, undoing my belt and pulling down my cargo shorts. When she pulled by boxers down, my cock practically sprung out and poked her on the cheek.. Almost immediately he put his shirt back on and left his booth. She figured her being able to see him must have spooked him. Maybe he was shy… His window closed and she went back to my cock. A couple minutes later an older guy was in the booth next to us, watching and stroking. Not near as good as the muscled stud that was watching just a few minutes before. A couple minutes later we were interrupted by a knock at our booths door. I knew they had a one person per booth policy but that had never. Five minutes later out clothes would be s**ttered across my bedroom and our mouths would be pleasing the most sensitive parts of each other's bodies. It was bliss, but nothing more than two young girls experimenting. > They knew I preferred girls, but I never referred to myself as a 'lesbian'. I don't know why, though. The image of a naked man never made me as wet as the thought of a smooth, silky, naked lady. It was easy for me to notice my interest in the same sex when one day I felt a moist. He reached in his pocket, two bucks shit! not enough to go anywhere with. Oh... he felt so terrible, who could he talk to... Madame Wong, right... he'd go to her, she was older she could help him. Oh God! no... not her, she'd go to the cops and then there really would he trouble. Sweat began to break out in tiny beads on Mike's forehead, in his mind's eye he saw all the kids at school laughing and jeering at him. He couldn't bear the shame, they'd say obscene things about him and Wendy, they'd.