As she spoke, I continued to work on her drenched pussy and I could sense her breathing had changed.“So how about you make yourself cum for me now?�...� I told her in a low voice.“You want me to?” she replied.“Oh yea.” I shot back.She reached under her skirt with both hands, pushing mine out of the way. She pulled her panties to the side and worked her finger deep into her pussy. I was trying to watch the road and watch her fingers all at the same time. She pulled her finger out and slowly began to. Any and all constructive criticisms are welcome. So, once again, I’ll turn it over to your humble narrator, Alphonse. Take it away…Al. ************* I wish that I could tell you that we regained normalcy at Creekmount after that day, after the senseless killing. I wish I could tell you that our classmates were alive, and that I woke up in a cold sweat, finding the whole matter to have been a nightmare. A deeper pang still, is that, if it were a dream, I would have to cope with the catharsis of. . exactly..." Listen, it's a pretty busy day Patty, what can I do for you... ?"Okay, this was it. I guess Edith's hint from yesterday was so silly she wasn't even taking me seriously. Who could blame her, I'm just fourteen after all.I had to do this perfectly. if I asked too wimpy, she'd laugh or blow me off. If I was too push I could get her pissed or... I dunno what! I pursed my lips and sputtered a speech my lips had rehearsed in bed all last night in bed."Carla... I'd really would. I pulled a lighter that I had in my pocket, which I had snuck onto the plane. “I never thought that this would be so handy!” I exclaimed.After we had made a fire on the beach, it started getting surprisingly cold. I gave her my hoodie, and she snuggled up against me. I was in pure bliss. We started talking about our families, and who we missed. She looked very sad when she talked about her mom. I leaned over and gave her a kiss. I had never kissed anyone before, and I think it topped the hug. I.