At this point, I really honestly wasn't sure what to think.A couple of days go by, and still no word. I was so confused. By this time I had finally ha... enough. I needed to know why he was avoiding me. "Mom, I'm going to town," I said, as I grabbed my keys off the table, heading out the door."Well, OK, I guess. Just stay out of trouble please," she replied. "Don't worry mom, I will," I yelled jumping in my ford explorer cranking up the radio. I intentionally didn't tell her where I was going. If. She was looking mischievous. She moved closer. Devon could feel her breast against his shoulder. "Do you think I'm cute?" she said. When she spoke, he could feel her breath on his lips."Yeah." He sighed. "Do you like to kiss?"Devon nodded his head. He closed his eyes and felt Jenny's wet lips against his. Her tongue rolled into his mouth and around his. He had kissed a few girls at school before. Dry pecks. not even touching. He was disappointed by kissing. Not anymore. The more they kissed,. Later that night the day was over and we we’re all knackered, we had set up sleeping bags in the basement and stayed up with a few beers and listening to music, everyone eventually fell asleep leaving just me awake, should I? Shouldn’t I? By this point the curiosity was killing me, I felt very horny but at the same time extremely apprehensive about what I could do, but I had to decide now or the opportunity would be gone. My sleeping back flung open, I couldn’t stand it any longer I felt. I wish I could set up a lesson for this myself that was a little more educational.” He finished his sentence and bounced his palm off the desk twice and stood up. The way he moved was always just mesmerizing to me. You could hear his hard-soled shoes walking around the room, but he seemed like he just floated from place to place. He shoulders broad and commanding your attention, and his large hands would be at his side or tucked into his belt. He was just a symbol of authority in every way. “I.