It is not your fault. I am to be blamed. I should have been more careful. I should have been able to tell you what it was. I should not have acted so ...hy and confused you. That is what worsened the situation. I will be more open and straight forward with you, from here on.Mona: Yes, Ayan. You don’t have to feel reluctant about discussing things with me. You know you can trust me. I will always be there for you.Ayan: Yes, Mom. And, now, since we are all cool, please delete that picture, Mom. It. While I was waiting, fending off the local drunks and junkies, I checked up on my accumulated messages and e-mail.It was interesting stuff.Back in the flat, things were simply embarrassing. I mean, I don't do being supported up the stairs all that often; more to the point I don't live my life in expectation of unexpected visitors if you can deal with the oxymoron ... or whatever it is.As it was, the place was reasonably clean, for a change – I mean, it was dusty, a few dishes waiting in the. She may have lived a sheltered life but she was well aware that her breasts were a bit larger than most girls her age. Couple that with the fact that she had been scratching herself through the fabric of her shirt ever since she got to the doctor's office and it was a wonder that everyone wasn't watching her that intently.Tammie thought the guy was kind of cute. Slim and trim and sporting a very professional haircut. She decided she would refer to him in her recollections as a new car salesman. That apprehensive girl who held out on so many good things is gone, Elena. You must have so many questions for me, but I just have one question for you, dearest friend: will you share my bed tonight?”Yavara’s fingers traced fire across my cheek. My heart beat frantically in my chest as she closed her eyes and lowered her lips to my own. Our mouths touched. I inhaled sharply through my nose, staring wide-eyed at her. I felt her tongue push from between her closed kiss and trace my sealed mouth..