Little did we know that Suzie would come up and give me a hand-job almost every Saturday before she would wake me up.One Saturday, though, things chan...ed for me. I started to wake up while she was stroking me. I felt this and immediately thought my wife was doing it. As I was moaning in pleasure, I thought back to a conversation I had had with my wife. I had asked her to give me a blow job, but she didn't want to. Maybe this would be the time. "Mmmmm, that feels wonderful, honey. Please try. .But I seemed to have more than my share of questions and anxiety as Ihit puberty. Like I said, there had been that question about if I likedboys or girls, to which I finally answered yes; But in either case thedesires I had didn't seem to go with my body. I seemed to want someoneto touch me places I didn't actually have, and the one thing I did haveI couldn't see much use for.All my fantasies about romance and/or sex had started with me being agirl, and since I wasn't one I had never pursued. Letty was at the wheel of the van. "Letty?" I gasped out."Lenore has the other van. She already picked up Ashley, Miki, Milli, Kathy, Beatrice, and Becky," Letty said."No Maurice?" Jason asked with a groan as he carefully laid Jessica down on the first row of bench seats."How is she?" I asked."Maurice too," Letty said. "Is everyone fine?" Jessica is out," Jason said. "Mark, I think we need to get her to a hospital. Or at least a doctor." Not one near here," I said. "The news about a pickup. With the missing bottom button, my dress was lifted up to my waist. My firm butt and hairy triangle were exposed for everyone on the bus to see!I was so humiliated that I grabbed my torn panties and ripped them from my body. This was a big mistake because I also grabbed the bottom of my dress and accidentally pulled off another button. The only remaining buttons were the one a couple of inches below my breasts and the one right at my belly button. Since I was now completely naked under the.