But I overheard a conversation of some eighth grade girls who were making fun of some girl who wasn’t even there. They were telling stories of how s...e liked to stick a cucumber up her pussy. For some reason this stuck in my head and I began to obsess over the idea.When I got home that afternoon I ran straight to my room and pulled down my pants and panties and began to explore my pussy. I was amazed at how crazy good it felt playing with myself and from then on I would touch myself every. .."Jack laughed."What?" Suzanne asked."I haven't asked anyone else. There's nobody else I'd rather be with." Really?" Suzanne said. "I'm so glad." Me too, honey."They spent a few minutes discussing the party. Then Suzanne said, "Alright, well, I'll let you go back to sleep." I told you, I'm in bed, but I wasn't sleeping, just thinking," said Jack."What were you thinking about?" You." What?" Suzanne giggled. "You were not." Yeah, I was, actually," Jack said."What were you thinking about me?" You. Wingston barely gets any visitors, and only a few people who live in the town have ever left. All the food the people eat in Wingston comes from the farms that can be found scattered across the town. The town of Wingston has a few schools, stores, and public buildings. The best thing that Wingston has to offer for the people who live there is that it has a good size public park. Wingston Park is the place where all young couples go on their first date.Having lived in Wingston your whole life,. I couldn’t believe it!“No, we cannot do it in the car on the way home,” I said calmly. “I’m not having sex with you tonight, John.”“Shit!” he said.That’s when I realized he was drunk.So I said I had to go to the bathroom, and left the school instead. It was cold, and Chrissy’s house was closer than mine. Besides, my parents had said I could go to the after party as long as I promised not to drink. I had my cell phone, and Daddy had made sure it was fully charged before I left. He was all primed.