But I had her as a great distraction for my entire session and was constantly watching her bare skin and the curves tightly wrapped in the clothes.Whi...e leaving for the day she told me that she wished to take me to a place where awesome non-veg is served. I agreed and confirmed to meet in the parking area when I reached the parking area I found that she had actually taken bath or freshened up her completely and was looking awesome.She was wearing tight blue jeans and a white t-shirt with a. One thing I was certain about, though: I still dug girls, and being anAmerican teen, not many of my peers would come out as lesbians just toget with me. In fact, the only two Delacroix High girls I knew who wereinto girls were Dallas and Heidi Fleegleman herself (although shecovered it by fucking as many jocks and college guys as she could).How did one become a girl? In specific terms, how did I? That wassomething I'd put a great deal of thought into over the past year whenI'd decided I was. ” That one word already has me captivated. I look back to my phone somewhat addled.“It’s been a while.” My words tremble off the shower tile as I reach in and shut off the water.“I know.” Her voice is soft but unmistakable.“Where are you?““I’m still where you left me.” I hear her sigh so I wait a long second before I answer. “I didn’t leave you.” “I know, I’m teasing.” This time her voice is sharp, quick. “I think… I don’t know, I guess I just wanted to hear your voice.” “So you found the. Then he shocked me by rubbing my butt again, telling me no man he’d ever met had this nice an ass.He shocked me even further by moving aside, telling me he was happy to meet me, and that I was free to go. I couldn’t believe it, and asked, just to be sure. He said he never in his life forced anyone, and then said if I didn’t leave, he’d be glad to share the shower with me. My temper flared again. I was here first, damn it! It was my shower. I ignored him and grabbed my shampoo.Sharing didn’t.