"I did," I confessed. "Did you....ah....did you...." I helped her with her shyness. "Did I come?" "Yes," she smiled. "No," I replied.... "I was saving that for you." "I'm wanton, David," she whispered. "I think I'm over-sexed!" I squeezed her tit harder, then pulled her closer to me. "We havesomething in common," I said. "You're sure you didn't come," she said, sliding her body down mineuntil she was on the floor, her head just above my engorged cock. "Good,". Then for few days there was no reply so I just forgot about her.Then after some time she replied with hii!! To my comment.Then I asked her what is her name(she had a random name on her ISS id!!).So she replied that she wants to keep it secret I said ok. and then the chat started btw us.At first we talked about usual things like what she liked she said she liked listening music. Then I asked her what she was doing she said she is a trainee at some software firm. I asked her if she reads the ISS. I almost would have wanted to thank Jenny. She was the one who had made this happen, even if she didn’t know it. She had always been my secret crush, the girl next door who had been my best friend as long as I could remember. It was just unfortunate I had fallen in love with her, and that was a feeling she didn’t share. The final insult had come when she had started dating the local bully Wes Thompson.I had always felt comfortable talking to mom, so I shared these feelings with her. She. Crap, I mean therapist.” “And what experience do you have with therapy?” she asks. “I talked to a therapist once. It was earlier today in fact,” I say. She laughs. “Hey, that’s a start. Now tell me about your family.” She looks away. “Well, it’s just been my older sister and me for the longest time. She got married and had kids. So now I’ve got a 9-year-old niece and a 14-year-old nephew.”“So tell me what happened to your parents? I know your mother left you and your father died, but I don’t.