He had been eleven the last time his hair hadbeen cut in a boyish fashion, but had steadfastly been refusing hisMum's pleadings to return to the barbe...shop, claiming that lots of boysat school were wearing their hair a little longer at the moment.Secretly he had just wanted his hair to be more like the girls that heknew. Gradually it had become more than "a little longer", but Helen hadjust accepted her son liked long hair and had given up protesting aboutit's length. Little did Luke know that. ” By now everyone was either watching the argument or watching the fireworks pretending not to listen. I was glowing with embarrassment as I stood up and went over to calm down Glen. With Glen being my ride and unable to safely drive himself home Mr. Bass decided he would drive Glen back to our apartment. After a joint effort from me and my boss to settle him down we headed for the parking lot. Mr. Bass was walking smoothly beside me, while Glen probably eager to get away from the. I though I noticed every now and then a wicked smile crossing her face when she noticed my obsession. I occasionally let her know how great she looks and all, expecting to get in to her defences but she wasn’t keen at all. After about two months I decided that I’m not going to have any chance with her and changed my attention to a friendlier girl in the next department. She was so friendly that I for once forgot Vathsala. I was spending so much time with this girl whenever we were free. And. Tell me how much it turns you on." I looked at Cheryl helplessly and awkwardly said "It felt odd, but my, my..." "Your pussy?" she prodded. "Um, yeah, my pussy is tingling." "Are you a lesbian?" "No!" I replied adamantly. And that's true. I had always been boy-crazy and never even considered myself bisexual much less lesbian. This whole experience had me so confused and at odds with all I had known before. "Well why are you so horny right now?" Cheryl persisted. "I, I don't know. This has never.