‘We’d better give you a couple of minutes to calm down,’ he said, giving my chest a gentle rub, and I felt him lie back down beside me. ‘Okay... Are you ready?’ I asked a couple of minutes later, propping myself up on my elbow. ‘Up, ready and waiting,’ he said. ‘Here’s some tissues.’ I had to sit up to fumble and take them from his hand and so I put out my hand, the fingers trembling as I felt for his prick and then brushed it. It was like a small electric shock to me and I flinched but. .I drew back, it pained.. She slapped me again..Akka: I am your sister, I am your sister.. Its wrong.. Its wrong..She was crying.. But she didnt push me away..I was so hurt to see her crying..I hugged her closer and started kissing her closed eyes.. Her forehead, her cheeks.. I placed sweet short kisses allover her face.. She kept sobbing, but she didnt say anything.. That encouraged me..I lifted her face again..Me: You are so beautiful, you are my angel.. I love you..With that i kissed her. But, hey, it was a late night on the beach with a very cute girl and I pressed on. I asked if they didn’t go out, what did they do and she said they sometimes met at a mutual friend’s and “made out.” With more probing, I learned that she had “gone all the way” with him twice. I asked her if she liked to kiss and she said yes but her boyfriend didn’t kiss very well. I told her that I was a really good kisser and would she like to kiss a guy who knew how? She did and we kissed and kept kissing.. A group of loud, obnoxious assholes came up the stairs as we went down, taking their sweet time in checking Stacey out. One big shithead also deliberately bumped into me, obviously looking for a fight, but I ignored him. I didn't want Stacey's to get a bad impression of me.As we reached the lower floor, I stared in amazement at the sheer size of the place. It was an easy two hundred feet from the back to the front, with a division about halfway in between. The front half of the room was about.