The next day she woke up the next day felling a little different and she didn’t know how but something was different and she knew it. She was on he... way to school with her friend Brad and she started to do something weird she took Brad and went to the most hidden place she knew no one would find them. Brad started worrying saying “what’s up Jenny?” Jenny said “shut the fuck up Brad” she said as pulling down his pants showing his 4 inch dick soft but seeing jenny take of her breast plate. I slowly approached the bed, my eyes taking in the beauty of the light on his body.Careful not to wake him, I crawled very slowly on the bed and made my way closer to him. Over lapping his legs, careful not to touch him, I bend my head down to meet his manhood. My tongue giving little laps of saliva on his balls first, moving my way up slowly to his shaft, my tongue at work, softly almost shyly. I didn’t want him to wake just yet. My tongue continued its exploration of his cock, my lips meeting. She went to her bedroom for rest I continued to watch tv,at around 8pm, mama phoned and said they are all staying at wedding house for the night because it was raining and our relatives were insisting, he wanted to speak with mami, I took phone up to her room, she was in bed,i gave her phone and sat beside her, pressing her legs, she was wearing tight black and red salwar kameez, I was pressing from feet to knees and after she spoke to mama, she cut phone and said ‘oooh munna that’s good,. He deserves better.I wouldn't let him take me the way I am. I couldn't. To return to him now, before I'd come to terms with what I'd done, would poison our relationship. It would eat me from the inside, a rotting cancer at my core. For his sake, I knew I had to be better. The only question was: how?This was my solution. I had come back to this place – this special, special place. It was the birthplace of "us", of the "we" we would become. They say that to find yourself you need to go backwards,.