She said, "Thank you so much! You've never complimented my looks before, you meanie. Do you really think I'm attractive?" She pulled back from her tig...t hug so he could get a more complete look at her, even as she remained sitting in the adjacent chair. One of her breasts still hung lewdly out of her dress.He couldn't believe his luck. This is too weird, too good. I can't possibly be this lucky. Something strange is going on! he thought nervously. I really must be in a Twilight Zone episode.. Her creamy skin made a nice contrast with my chocolate brown skin. For hours on end, I touched and tasted every bit of her tasty curves – both inside and out. As she was married, I was her 'dirty little secret' – and relished every naughty moment. I fondly remember every time we were together, but the last we were together burned itself into my brain.Dima found out that she was leaving town and wanted to see me one last time before she went to Europe. On the phone she told me she wanted to give. Will yougo and ask Aunty Bev if I can let him stay?"Janice giggled then sat up as she released me from her affectionateembrace. "I'll do what Aunty Bev showed me. You know; the flicking thing."Knowing that I might get into trouble for having a stiffy in my pee-pee,I acceded to Janice's suggestion. Reluctantly I lowered my panties andJanice peered down to study him."I do believe she's getting bigger you know." Yeah, I know. It's making a bigger tent in my panties this morning." D'you want her. He grabbed his clothes and ran away. I got dressed but I didn’t catch up with him.That Monday in school he told all of his friends that we had gone skinny-dipping together and that he had fucked me. When one of his friends asked me if I went skinny-dipping with Billy Bradley of course I told him that I had. He never asked me if I had let him fuck me or not. That was when I became “Loosey Lucy” and everyone, even my best friends thought that I was a slut. Suddenly I had a reputation and I didn’t.