Fortunately, Marcy moves in with me after breaking up with a guy we all thought she would marry, but I learn that Candy tried to talk her out of it.Ma...cy and I go clubbing together, but I'm so cock-shy that she comes home with all the hot guy stories. I tell her that it must be old age catching up to me, but aside from the not coming issue, I'm just not seeing the qualities I want in the men I meet. I try looking outside my norm. I dance with Asians and Blacks and Hispanics. Even Arabs and yes,. I didn't want him to stop, it was amazing and euphoric, and....just then the prof called the end of the lecture. But, Steve kept his hand under my dress, telling me he wasn't quite finished with me. He pretended to be organizing notes, I did the same, the whole time, his finger worked in and out of my wet slit very slowly, keeping me just on the edge. I looked up and everyone had left the room. Steve pulled his soaking finger out of me and sucked my juices off of himself. He stood up and. ” Mom laughed. “Oh, you can have that anytime,” she said. “Yes, but now that I will become a man, I want a real adult kiss. You know, not just a mommy kiss, but a woman kiss.”Well, most mommies do tend to be women,” Mom said playfully. “Yes, and my Mommy is a woman I would sure love to get a real woman kiss from. You know what I mean hhhmm. I’m not too sure about that idea. Well, OK, but I thought you said you wanted to give me something I really wanted a lot.I guess you didn’t actually mean it. I was an innocent thirteen that first night - feeling like an unknown new world had opened before me. Perhaps it had.Nearly each night my grandmother would leave her bed and her husband to enter our little private world, my room. That initial hand job was but an introduction to the lust-filled world that I lived.My young virginal and innocent ways would transform into a young man comfortable and familiar with a woman's body. Yes, even a woman the age of my grandmother.She was certainly no.