She knew none of the other kids appreciated what they had.While Karen was luxuriating in the simple joy of a day at school.Justin decided to see if he...could get his own driver's license. He wentto the DMV to say he lost his license and get another. They told him hewould have to come back with his birth certificate and his socialsecurity card and several other documents. He did so and then they madehim take a driver's test. He didn't expect that. He was just trying toreplace a 'lost' one. . I think I always liked him more than just as a friend and was proven correct one hot and steamy night. My favourite story is when we were both 19 years of age and is one that I will remember forever.Ian and I went everywhere together and done everything together. We had seen each other naked on lots of occasions and he had a lovely thick cock with curly blonde pubic hair that served only to make his cock look even bigger. Our favourite pastime being to play video games in my bedroom. Ian and I. The big up and over door at the far end was open and the garage was dimly lit by the street lighting beyond. At first the only thing that my drunken senses registered was the shape of a large white saloon car parked facing towards me and then I made out two figures bent over the front of the bonnet. Pathetically slowly my eyes absorbed and transmitted what they were seeing to my befuddled brain, a man’s naked buttocks humping furiously at a half naked girl who was spread-eagled face down. “Help me!” I blubbered, “Please!” She unwrapped herself from Elena’s arms, and walked over to me. Adri slowly retracted her hand, letting my shame-stained skirt fall back between my legs. Mom stopped just in front of me, and smiled with that wonderful, kind smile of hers. “I remember this,” she muttered, framing my face with her hands, “I remember the fear of what was happening to me, and even more terrifying, the fear of what was happening inside of me. God, I was just like you. Savor this.