"Orzad!" A low voice called out as it walked by. It hesitated, the familiar syllables striking a chord in its sluggish memory. "Orzad, come here!"It t...rned and stepped out of the line that closed up behind it. A hooded cloak was thrown about its shoulders, hiding its face from any casual glance. In the fast gathering twilight, nobody noticed that the line of slaves was one short. Who bothered to count slaves?"In here." It climbed clumsily into the sedan chair, sat uncaring as the curtains were. Oh My God! In the 7th grade Tim was already a man. Hairy chest ... shaving every day ... deep voice ... and then there was his Johnson! So that's what I might look like some day down there. Or at least I could hope ... but at least in the shower I was able to look and wonder if mine would ever look like that.In addition to PE and moving from class to class ... there were the girls. It seems like from the 6th grade to the 7th grade, girls changed. It had to be them ... it just couldn't be me.. ‘She hasn’t thrown herself at me or acted different when we were alone.’ ‘Thank goodness, it’s really embarrassing when they do that, makes me wonder what I was thinking.’ Marty was recalling two years ago when she had invited a girl from work to taste test and found her on her knees pulling at the fastenings of her cousins jeans. Apparently she wanted to taste him first. Gage blushed, thinking about that specific moment as well, ‘Yeah tell me about it.’ ‘Jesse’s not that type, that’s why I. I couldn’t see their faces but only till their neck.I could hear them kiss and giggle their pussies were rubbing each other so I couldn’t see their love holes yet and there was lot of squeezing on their tits and ass they sat up in X-shape by facing each other and putting their legs across each other.One leg inside and one leg out their pussies got clutched only then I could see their vaginas. One cleanly shaved and the other, bit hairy they let their heads back moaning and rubbed their pussies.