Sitting across from him, legs crossed, an arm crossed over my body under my breasts, I am feeling exposed as if it were the first time. Was it the ma... or merely a new man? It was then that I realized he was studying me. Before, explaining the problem, his questions, and our back and forth, it had been comfortable. Now … there was something different, something intense, something … what? … something about him?“Should I apologize, Abby?” His question pulled me back to the moment but I was. Being the youngest I always had older siblings to look up to for experiences and examples. So once I hit that age where my body started going through changes and I realized just what my dick was good for other than pissing I had plenty of material to use it for. Of course I found the stash of girly magazines that my dad had stashed downstairs and managed to sneak a couple out of the stack to keep my hand occupied but I slowly started finding something better to make my time worth it. Jen is 6. Third was relief when she realized I wouldn't. Next, happiness when I whiped away her tears. And finally confusion when I hugged her. Looking into her beautiful eyes, I said"Welcome home, dear."Ashley fell to her knees, held me tightly and started to sob, laugh and cry at the same time. "Thank you! Thank you so, so much, Miss Melissa! You won't regret this, I promise!" “I know I won't. Now come on up." She stood back up and was standing less than a foot front of me. My hands began touching her. Usne mujhe usse milaya, aur usko dekhkar mujhe pata lag gaya ki yeh mujhe zyada pasand nahi karne wala. hahaha. Aish mujhe phir drinks lane leh gayi, aur mujhe kehne lagi, “Acha tum awkward toh nahi feel karoge na? Waise maine use kaafi bataya hai tumhare baare mein, shayad iss wajah se woh tumjhe zyada pasand nahi karta. hahaha” Hum dono hasne lage, aur fir mere saath kuch time spend karke woh doosre friends ke saath chali gayi. Poore time, party mein main aur Aish ek doosre ko dekhte.