I knew at that moment, we were going to be great friends. After that, we started talking every day and shopping together and smoking together. We flir...ed a lot and exchanged pix all the time but we never fucked. She was bi but had never been with a white woman before. She had an amazing body. She was shorter than me, her thighs and hips were super thick, she had a fat bubble butt ,flat stomach, titties bigger than mine, big nipples like mine but they were perky, pretty face with big, soft lips. For a little time when this all started I had no idea that there was anything wrong with how I felt, I thought it was completely normal and everyone was the same as me. I didn’t take long though to figure out when I was being inappropriate and my mother was quick to point out anything she didn’t approve of. Im not sure if this is what stated everything but I remember going swimming together and getting changed in the same cubicle as him. It was quite small and we were very close together, I. In 9th grade, the first year of high school, some students were college-aimed while others sought just a general diploma.The bell rang and they all stood up and saluted the flag, said the Lord’s Prayer and then sat and listened to the announcements. The principal, a woman with a sharp voice, welcomed them back to school and wished them good luck. Then there were announcements about a scrap paper drive, about when the school store would be open, about changes in the school bus schedule and then. ” This was the moment I was waiting for. I picked her up from my knees by catching her waist tightly.She was wearing a sari and her waist was bare and visible. Touching her waist gave me an instant hard on. Her waist was smooth like cream. I started caressing her waist and said, “Roopa, it is alright. Don’t cry.If you need money you can ask me you know. Maybe you can do something for me and we can forget this episode.” My hands were enjoying her waist and stomach all this while. She looked at.