.”“Yeah.” He said quietly.“How long?”“How long what?”“How long have you been in love with me, Mattson?”He was silent for a long time... not trusting himself to speak. She reached out and grabbed his arm with both hands, and shook him gently to try to get his attention.“I have to know, Mattson. I have to know.” She said it with some urgency, as a thought, merely the beginning of a concept, began to form deep in the recesses of her mind, a place of emotion and turmoil that roiled and tossed about. He wrapped his hands slowly around her waist and pulled her in closer. Annie deepened her kiss as she felt his hands on her bare skin, opening her soft lips and inviting his tongue to come play with hers. Annie reached up and ran her fingers through his hair grabbing hold of his collar-length black locks, pulling him closer as she rubbed her naked tits against his silk shirt. The sensations sent little electric sparks through her stiff nipples and she mewed softly. Brad leaned down and put his. " Ok!" cried Missy. "Enough! What the hell is this story? I want to read it!" Go ahead," I said.But Stacy didn't like that. "Wait. Melissa, it's, it's kind of, unusual. I don't think you're old enough." Yeah, right," she said as she took the laptop and settled back on the couch to start reading.Stacy and I continued talking."So, what happened with the ending?" Honestly? It was my first ever submission. Each part had dwindling readers, and fewer comments, and I..." I didn't like admitting this.. Of the four of us only Stacy had kissed a boy, and I mean a real kiss not just a pack. Of course we all wanted to know what it was like. The gossip and chatter continued until the camp counselor made us turn out the lights.We did the usual camp stuff for a couple of days. Summer camp routines are pretty standard. Things got interesting about the third day when a group of us was swimming. We were rough housing in the water when suddenly I felt my bikini bottoms drop to my knees! One of the.