That might have been the scariest thing of all.And then he kissed me. And it wasn't so scary anymore.Chapter 7teenJaredOverwhelming. That's the only w...rd I can come up with. Overwhelming.I was starting to see things, you know. Over the past three days, I had figured out a few things about this girl. She kept most of her self under wraps. I understood what she was saying, when she told me she had a hard time opening up. But I had seen her open up, bit by bit, at least with me, over the past. I pinched her right cheek, “Ouch! Oh my God! Oh my God!” I spanked her about eight times and then lightly fingered her sex. “Oh my God! Oh my God!” She was shuddering in orgasms as I did it. I gave her six more swats, then one more to grow on, then a pinch for good luck. Then I rubbed her butt and back and eventually worked back to her sex fingering it for a while. It was very damp and getting damper as I worked on it.I told her it was time for her thirteenth birthday spanking and started. I remember feeling a little unsteady on my heels even this early in the evening, but I want to make it clear here and now that I am not trying to excuse what happened by putting the blame on alcohol. Without the help of booze, it is less likely that I would have succumbed to temptation that night and Neil’s cock might not have entered my vagina in the way it did, but no amount of tipsiness at the party can excuse the many weeks of affair that followed.I accept full responsibility for my part in. I felt a bit embarrassed and straight away looked at Chachaji to apologize. When I looked at chachaji, he had his mouth wide open and eyes fixated at my cleavage. He wasn’t even bothered that I was looking at him. I think he liked what he saw. I quickly pulled my pallu back and went back to the kitchen. After a couple of minutes, chachaji called me and asked for some pickle. I went out nervous wondering what’s going on in his mind. I quickly went out and served him the pickle and was returning.