Thats for later. she whispered. For now&hellip, she put both hands on my shoulders and pushed down. I went with the pressure, letting my face slide do...n her body as I went. Now I was on fire with longing. Longing to taste her. As I got down to where I could see her black skirt I reached around to unzip it. She grabbed my hands, not like that she purred, and pushed me down further. As she pushed me down she lifted her skirt a little, hinting at what she wanted. I glanced up to see her gorgeous. I loved my bike cause in my imagination, it took me all around the world. The guy friends at school thought I was strange because I didn’t date either. However, when we all hit puberty and they were bragging about finding out what the scent of a girl was, I laughed. I knew long before them. I worked on the girls bicycles and discovered the seats they sat on. Call it perverted, but it worked for me. And those were the days before girls wore panty liners or sprayed perfume in that area. My. .. I dunno how to feel right now. I just don't."The most important thing I took from that was that Nicole was upset. Without a second thought, I walked up to her and put my hand on her shoulder. She looked up from the ground into my eyes with an unsure look on her face. Seconds later, we were wrapped in a tight hug."You going to be okay?" I asked her sympathetically."Oh, shut it." She replied angerlessly. We stayed in the hug, unmoving, until she decided to speak again. "I just ... Look, I. With her hair tucked up in a cap, I could see how well-shaped her long neck looked. The single piece swimwear hugged her body like I wished I could do. Her boobs were pressed a bit high and a portion of them popped right up revealing a good cleavage. Her well-shaped waist begged to be held and the depth of her naval did create an impression on the fabric.She didn’t wrap any towel around her waist and her entire thighs were exhibited for me and my goodness, that caused me to shiver. They were.