“Nate, look, I just need to tell you this, and I need to get it all out. I also need you to promise not to laugh or anything, okay? Can you do that?...��“I’m here, and I’m listening. I promise I won’t laugh unless you give me permission, okay?” The smile was forced, and crooked, but at least she smiled.Pausing to swallow, and then stop her hands from fluttering in her lap, Melody sighed and said, “Okay, in one big rush here’s the deal. I’m a virgin. I’ve never so much as touched a boy, or man, and. I continued to finger her harder and faster and she threw her head back and let out another load moan as another orgasm hit her. She then rolled off the bed and away from me. I was afraid she was going to tell me again that this was wrong and to leave. Instead to my delight she pulled me into her and kissed me long and deep. As we were kissing and our tongues entwining I reached under her nighty and pulled her panties down. She stepped out of them and then helped me pull her nighty off over her. Her breasts were huge, straining the front of her tank top. As she approached, every eye in my group of boys filled with lust. The girls eyed her with envy. I eyed her with trepidation."I'm Steve," I agreed. She was 5'5" tall, maybe 130 lbs. Her hair was blond, cut just above her shoulders, her eyes blue and her lips full. A spray of freckles crossed her face but I couldn't tell that then. It was dusk, almost dark. I had to battle my heart beat and blood pressure and I'm sure I wasn't the only. I didn’t say I wanted that or that I would be happy. In fact, I’d be disappointed. But that doesn’t change the fact that she wants it.”“So why tell me?”“I don’t know.”“A test,” I said flatly.Michelle took a deep breath and let it out slowly, then whispered, “I guess.”“I thought you moved here so you wouldn’t have to deal with those issues,” I said gently.“I guess I just can’t get it out of my mind.”“And yet you asked me to come here.”“I know. I need you, but your lifestyle is just...”“ ... not.