She told him that she had seen his thing one or two times when he was peeing, and had touched it one time, and that he had seen her peeing a few times... and had touched her once before she started growing hair, and a few more times when she had grown hair. He had squeezed her mound two times, and rubbed her slit once, but had never touched her inside. Her mom told her that they had decided that it was time she learned about being a grown woman, instead of a little girl.They had all gone back in. "Right enoughforeplay, get into the garage" He followed behind me slapping my arse aswe entered. He quickly found some tape and taped my hands behind me and myfeet together, as he placed some over my mouth he said, "Now don't you goanywhere" with a sly grin on his face. I just stood there and waited Iheard a car pull up the drive and stop outside the garage "Oh god I hopeit's not Maria" I thought. It wasn't he returned to the garage with ourtoy box and opened the garage door. He cut of the tape. ’ She said. Maybe the guy creeped her out? Maybe she was scared. What ever the reason, she seems to be scared off. The next day when I called her, I again brought up the subject after a few minutes. ‘Aaron (one of my friends) and I are going to go out and grab a beer after work. Are you still going tanning?’ I lied. ‘I left my bathing suit at home again. Maybe another day.’ She said ‘What do you need a bathing suit for? You’re in a tanning bed.’ I asked. ‘I don’t know. Why are you going out on. ” Then he knelt down beside me, “Because if you do go to the cops, or tell anyone about our little escapade, these pics will wind up all over the Internet, and they will be sent to every email of everyone in this school, including teachers, and your parents. Don’t think I won’t, because I managed to pull up everyone’s email address out of the school computer database. I’ll be home, and already have these pics downloaded into my camera, and if any cops come up to my door, I’ll already have.