They foundone of these, found a bench, and sat. They sat there in silence for atime, before Ronnie said, "Honey. Please talk to me. I'm worried abouty...u." I'm sorry," Jason said."That's all right. But, please tell me what's going on." I'm not really sure. Everyone yesterday, including my mom and sister,were all right with Jaimie. I was the only one having problems with her.And, I really don't know why. I love being Jaimie for you. And, it alsomakes me feel good. But, it also confuses me. And,. I’m could have told you guys about this story before but never had the guts to do so before but I guess now I feel a little comfortable with you guys so this story starts when I was young and I was like any other child like to play games and quite athletic and sporty but had the same mentality of a child , scared to face the world and afraid of the dark and unaware of and sexual desires and fantasies.I was in 6th grade when a series of events started to occur in my life, a strange feeling that. It's just that some are bigger, and some are smaller...though that's a pretty big one there." he said, looking at the picture again, the image of the models sending a slight shiver into his loins. He shook it off, and looked at her again. "There, are you happy? Now go to bed." No, wait..." she replied, snatching the mag back out of his hands. She flipped to the next page, where the beautiful brunette was taking the large prick into her lovely mouth, her eyes looking up at the man's face as she. She understood that he was a senior and she was only a freshman, but she didn?t like the pressure he was putting on her sexually. First, he pressured her to kiss, and then he pressured her to let him touch her tits. Every week was more of the same.Finally, after two months of dating, the pressure he put on her was for her to have sex with him. She kept telling him no, that she was going to save herself for marriage. He kept saying he loved her and that if she really loved him she would do.