And it completely took my breath away.For forty years after that night, every time I thought of it everything around me stood still and I lived in tha... square inch of contact. It is the single moment in a lifetime that you realize that someone outside your own skin can become so important that the rest of the world disappears. And that first realization happens only once.There is never a second first time.Two weeks later we went into the football stadium and took seats next to our friends Randy. I clenched my ass tightly, lifting my groin to my friend’s delicate hand. Yeah, baby, just a little bit more! Karen still hadn’t looked at me since she had begun her handiwork. The nearer my orgasm approached, the louder and more animated the conversation at the table grew. And it was close! I felt a flutter in my stomach and a thrilling tingle pulse up my legs. A woman at the table laughed. The blood seemed to drain from my body as my face went numb and electric energy rushed toward my. " I turned and our eyes met. "I don't know what she she's in him... He's so immature." I think I know," I said, a little embarrassed.She looked at me, puzzled, so I put my hands up in front of my face, about a foot apart."Oh.." She said blushing and looking away. I had seen Chris' adult-sized package once or twice. "Still, she's so smart and pretty... She doesn't need to be such a slut." But you're prettier!" I blurted, not sure where it came from. Both of us stammered and searched for. Most girls were fastidious with their pits and I though it was unfair that guys could have the ugliest armpit hair and would diss a girl that didn’t shave them clean. Personally, I trimmed mine almost to the skin just leaving enough so that they didn’t itch and people didn’t think I was a sissy. Not that I really cared about what people think. All this flashed through my mind in an instant before I came back to reality. “I’m so sorry. I’ve been working outdoors everyday in the heat and I guess.