I was humilated. My cock and ego both deflated. This was the third time this has happened to me. I thought to myself that I am always going to be a vi...gin. She rubbed the jizz around her bush and told me better luck next time. I pulled my pants up and left the party. I went straight home and to bed. The next night I went out and drove around but then went back home. I got my shorts on and went to sit on the couch and watch TV with mom. Mom was drinking wine witch she always does. She was. Margery had problems trying to lace the front across Alice’s chest, and in the end it didn’t meet in the middle at all, with only the laces themselves stopping her copious breasts from spilling out. The girls giggled at the sight. Finally, one of the girls held out a circlet of wild flowers, freshly picked that morning. Alice bent down while this was placed on her head, and adjusted so it sat firmly over her hair. By the time they got back to the village, more of the villagers had gathered. Surprisingly, only my dearest friends know my dreams and desires. Amazingly, once shy, I am very outgoing now. However, even having a great singing voice, I, would never consider singing at Karaoke night! Not my style! Recently, I met a new friend. He is very different than your normal run of the mill guy. I know more men than women, so I figure I am an expert in the field!Although there are many tales, adventures, experiences and fantasies to write about, I want to share this highlight in. “Parent teacher conference, I can’t believe this! I should be hanging out in the mall right now but noooooooo, my idiot brother can’t even find his way to school half the time.”She would’ve continued if a nearby door didn’t burst open as my savior, Mr. Edwards, walked in with a shocked look on his face.“Max? Where were you today? Gene and I have been waiting for you for the last hour,” he told me before looking at Izzy, “Isabella! It’s good to see you again.”“Hi Mr. Edwards,” she feigned a.