She had long, curly blonde hair, and beautiful blue eyes that spoke volumes to my soul. Her figure was slim, with slightly matured breasts and a sleek...back that curved delicately to a round, toned ass. I enjoyed watching her in her skimpy little Sunday dresses. She rarely closed her legs when she sat down, so I constantly got a view of her floral print panties. Two more months went by, and my lust for Miley grew. At church one day, they had a picnic. And she sat at the table across from mine.. We had fucked once with me wearing them and he was like a demon! So I expected I would be wearing heels a lot more.When we were home from school, after the 'official' date event, we would often drive about 45 minutes to a vacation cabin Jack's parents owned on a nearby lake. There, we could screw with abandon. This time, however, we made a brief stop at his parents' main house as he said they were out for the evening. Jack said he needed to go to the bathroom. After emerging from the guest. " From the way he looked at me and the look in his eyes, I rather doubted that the gossip had made it to him yet. We both stood there for a moment after this, neither of us saying anything. Finally, I broke the silence with a whispered, "You don't know how much this means to me." Again, there was the uncomfortable silence. For a moment, Aaron looked down at his own feet uncomfortably, then he looked back up at me and put a hand on my arm. "If it means that much to you," he told me quietly, "I'd. Cathy and I would often hang outwith people we'd known from college, Jake and Mandy. Mandy was okay,though I'd flirted with her sometimes, and she never gave into mycharms. Jake was a bit of a wuss, and we usually just stood aroundmaking lame conversation when we had to be together. He knew squatabout football, and only drank wine, but I blame it on hisupbringing. He was born with a silver spoon up his butt, and I guesssome guys can't get past that.I suppose my change started in May a couple.