..I mean our fingers touched."Gabe smiles gently and laughs. His eyes never leave my face. Gabe'sthumbs closed over my fingers holding them snuggly.... His gaze switchesfrom my face to my hands. Rubbing a fingertip along the tip of my indexfinger nail, he looks up at me."Your nails look like glass...so smooth and perfect." Okay, so I have anail polish fetish, so kill me. "But it's your hands that are...special." I try weakly to pull my hands back but Gabe holds them firmly."They're big...and. He stood and we shook hands, then he motioned me to sit. I sat on the loveseat, and Katy took the spot next to me, though she didn’t sit super-close. I had a nice chat with her dad who asked about school, work, church, and Summer break. During dinner, much of the conversation was rehashed with Katy’s mom, and after the meal, Katy and I decided to go for a walk. She slipped her hand in mine and I held it gently.“I’ve been thinking more about what I said to you,” she said. “I don’t think I can. Shall I e-mail the Masters and tell them we're interested?" Peter, I... I..." Say no and I'll shut this off and discontinue the e-mail address." No, it's not that. I have to admit, I'm intrigued -- maybe even a little excited. I'm just not sure I can go through with it." Look, we can send them our photo. Maybe they won't be interested. If they are, we can set up a meeting -- just a meeting. Nothing happens. We just sit down and get to know them. Then we can all decide if we want it to go any. Then she agreed. Finally I broke her virginity. She was too tight. She cried little and I started kissing her to stop her crying. After some time, I had one more round of fucking with her. She was cooperating although she had pains. Then we stopped. Later she had some problem in walking but she managed.Next day she came for work. She said, bhaiya, niche kafi dard hota hai. Kuch open open lag raha hai. Fuddi red color ki ho gayi hai. Maine dikhane ko kaha. She slept on bed and showed me her.