Some of might wonder at the strong sexuality a girl as young as myself has for objects of desire, but to play well, the object takes on another roll, ... lover, and as I have loved other girls in a sexual way, so I have lain with my Cello, nude and entwined, using its soft polished edges as if being caressed with fingers, but seeing me with my Cello in those hot moments of utter lovemaking, is perhaps better seen than explained, perhaps that new video camera can be of use now I think about it.I. It had been many years, decades even, since I’d been to bed with a woman but I’d never lost my interest in them. Laetitia was far, far too young for any serious interest, obviously, only sixteen perhaps, but she was very sexy; it was impossible to deny. I was just trying to work out how aware she was of her breasts and the effect they were having on me, when Paul and Amanda came and joined us, as the party started to wind down. I’d been enjoying listening to Laetitia but I’d been starting to. " Calm down, you’re exaggerating, just tell her the truth."Mary stood up and walked towards him, and then she leaned gently up against the black board and beckoned him to her." I'll get you out of trouble, but you must promise to do exactly what I tell you," she said, " To the letter, mind you."Desperately he nodded. " Okay. " Right then, " she ordered, " Close your eyes, and don't look until I tell you. " " What? " Just do it. " Okay." obediently he closed them.He felt a soft silky hand. Pulling out my makeup bag, I stand to face my mirror. I gaze into my own chocolate eyes, running my hands through luscious honey-blonde hair. Slowly grazing my red-nail-tipped hands downwards, over my shoulders, collarbones, down my round, pert tits, over my abs, across my shaven pussy, and onto my toned legs, never lingering in any one place. Already I’m wet just thinking about the guys I’m going to be attracting tonight. I decide on a scarlet lace bra and no panties. Go big or go home, right?.