For starters, I am a Filipino-American girl, 18 years old with the typical black hair, dark eyes and tan skin of my people. I had the awkward experien...e of looking different from all of the other kids since my family made the unfortunate choice of raising me in the Midwest. It was pretty horrible in elementary school when everyone was still getting to know each other and asking silly questions like ‘where are you from?’ and ‘do you speak English?’ but when I got to high school, everyone pretty. Sara paused for a moment and said, “What if I said, yes, I would like the no sex with you part, how would you feel about that baby?” “I would still love you more than anything in the world baby,” I said. Sara paused for a second and said, “If we ever did fuck again,” she went on, “and I am not saying that we ever will. But… if we did, I would never be naked for you; I would wear something to cover my body from you,” she went on, “But, we never would fuck again, so I don’t know why I said that!”. P) rhta hu. M b.Com ka student hu and mere dad ka business dkhta hu. Friends yeh meri frst stry hai agr kch bhi glti ho to plz mjhe maaf krna and plz mjhe feedback zaroor dena mera email adrs hai lets come to the story.Yeh story aaj s 2-3 saal purani hai. Mene jesa ki apko btaya me mere dad ka business dkhta hu meri hmari shp new market m hai and new mrkt monday ko off rhta hai to ese he ek mondy apne frnds k sth ghum rha tha m hm teen frnds the mjhe milla kr and m ghum ghum kr bore ho gye the. She stood stock-still, looking at me, she wasn’t being covert about appraising my body, her eyes lowered to my manhood and lingered. While she was looking at me, I was doing the same with her. We stood face to face for several moments, saying nothing but letting our eyes do the communicating. I finally had to break the moment, I told her exactly what was on my mind, “Jesus girl, you’re growing up in a hurry.” She dropped her eyes, blushed slightly then walked away, toward the water. I.