”“She’ll be there?”“Yeah. But she’s totally cool. Trust me. Nothing to worry about. You can even scream in orgasm and she’ll be cool abo...t it.”“I’m not even going to ask how you know that,” she giggled.“I’ll tell. She’s sort of my guardian angel and confidante. She’s saved me from my mom’s wrath on several occasions. She covers for me and she gives me advice.”“She’s 11! What kind of advice could she give you?”“Good advice. She’s read my journal.”“Wait, she reads that? And you write everything. ” Her heart was racing. She loved him and now was going to be the moment of truth. Would he leave her? Would he be with her for a few nights and then dump her or would he accept her and could they have a relationship? Jonathan’s mind was racing. He had fantasized about sleeping with someone like Katie but that was just in his head. This was for real. Could he go through with it. All these thoughts and many others cascaded through a very confused head. Then it suddenly dawned on him. It might be. We made out a bit and I went home horniery than I have ever been in my entire life not only was I going to get revenge but my instrument was a very hot studly man.I have a nerdy friend M picked me up at 8 and we had a bite to eat and went to a bar in Allston and played some pool my panties were soaking wet from anticipation of what lived in Tom’s jeans. He was amazingly charismatic and had an amazing build. After about an hour of pool I pushed him in the corner and started making out with him. He used the paintbrush again and painted leaves and branches up my side and on my back.“The last thing is the ground and root system and then we’re done!” he said. “Usually I do this when you’re lying down, but we haven’t got enough time to let the paint dry and I don’t want it to smudge, so I will just do this on the floor with you standing as you are now,” he went on.I was feeling relieved that it was almost over. He took the paintbrush and sat on the floor in between my legs, swung around.