But there she was, sitting on my couch… touchable, being touched. It all seemed surreal, after a bit of heavy petting we agreed, without saying a w...rd, to go to the bedroom.We both slowly fondled each other under the flannel sheets, removing clothing, and tossing it to the floor. Then the bomb hit. She was having her period. She said it was alright, as long as I didn’t mind a mess. I couldn’t believe that after two dates she was willing to have me in her… while she was on the rag. Too. Hmmm. I need go to the bathroom, Boy, this room looks big...Hey girl, where's the bathroom?Hmm girl?Shit that girl certainly looks good on that pink nightie.Hmm better calm down or I will have a hard on...I feel like going to pee...Bye girl I founded the bathroom, strange girl but beautiful with those blue eyes.Man, my balls itch...Man, where are my balls?Man!!!, where is my pecker???I only see this powder blue panties with the word "Sunday" on, and a print from the power puff girls!!!Shit,. Gretchen rested for a moment and then to Allan’s amazement, started the pumping action again. He gripped the sheets and focused on maintaining his erection as Gretchen ascended her sensual gradient and sang her siren song again from the summit. She rested a little longer this time before recommencing the strokes. Allan was freshly excited and titillated with her aspiration for yet another orgasm on his cock. He was having no trouble maintaining his erection, his new worry was closing the. “Why not? If you say it’s good I’m willing to give it a try.” I put the messenger bag by the door.“It’s not high literature.”I looked, “None of it is really though, is it?”She looked at me seriously. “You might be surprised. Still, this is based on light novels.”“Light novels?”“They’re an Asian thing. Short novels, often with some illustrations but not like manga.”“Like novellas?”“I guess, but they’re often series.”“Interesting. And this is based on one?”“Yeah. They’re often teenage stuff but.