I told her it’ll never happen, I love her and, well, you’re too young for me. The only thing we click on is sex, and that’s not enough for me.�...“Yeah, I’m not trying to steal you away from her. I don’t want a man in my life, I DON’T need a man in my life. I’ve got Dylan and right now he is my priority, and I’m devoting all my energies into him.”“I told her that, and she still pissed. I don’t know what she’s going to do, I’m positive that she’s not going to get her niece involved and I’m pretty. Before jumping in the car, I ran upstairs to my room and rummaged through my drawers, hoping to find some extra Tigers stuff that Mike could wear. Luckily, I had an extra Joel Zumaya tee-shirt and hat, so I grabbed those and headed out to the car. My dad turned the A/C on and we pulled out of the garage. In a few minutes, we pulled up in front of Mike's house. He opened the front door, waved goodbye to his mom, and ran out to our car. He got in and buckled his seat belt and we were on our way. She nodded and went inside.Boy, had that backfired. I felt like getting in my car and driving back to Mount Pleasant, but I also felt like going inside and taking her into my bed. Instead, I worked on the shrubs. They had left me hot and bothered and I couldn’t imagine what their conversation might be like. “Did you get a boner in your back?” “Why yes I did and it wasn’t very cousinly, was it?” What the hell could she say? What did she mean by, “I enjoyed the lesson.”I took out any frustration. I next placed my finger at the entrance to her vagina and applied slight pressure, but without letting it enter. Soon I pushed a bit harder and my finger went into her up to the first knuckle. It was still very tight and she pulled back slightly. I kept my finger quite still until she got used to it, then she relaxed slightly. I was soon able to slowly rotate my finger gently around the tight rim of her entrance. When I thought she was ready I slipped my finger in up to the second knuckle. Her.