"Adjust your erection so it doesn't poke me, David."Blushing, he manipulated it until it was flat against his belly and didn't poke out so much."Thank...." God, I'm dripping, she thought. She wasn't sure this kissing lesson was such a good idea, but she was committed. "Besides a soft kiss like you just gave me, there's what I call a romantic. A romantic kiss shows love, a stronger emotion than affection. Then there's a passionate kiss, which we'll talk about later. A romantic kiss involves moving. "Did you enjoy the cruise?" I asked her. Talk about cheap fishing for compliments! I knew damned well she'd had a great time. It had been entirely evident, all evening long."Very much," she said simply."I wish I could tell you I thought of it all by myself," I said, "but I didn't. If it had been up to me, we'd have gone to a damned movie in the Mall, or something." Betsy, huh?" Yeah. She's my coach." I guess she told you -- everything." I doubt it. She gave me the very strong impression that. Amy rocked her hips hard, pumping my cock in liquid velvet. Her fingers strummed her clit, taking herself along with me. I thrashed and writhed under her, trying desperately to get away from her tickling fingers and trying desperately to stay with them. I didn't know where torture ended and pleasure began anymore. It didn't matter.In that darkened room, my senses focused down to two things: Amy's touch everywhere on my body, and then a sixth sense of energy flowing between us. I plunged in,. But you still wanted to fuck me.Confusing!What would I say to that if you asked?You’re... You’re my savior. My hero.You’re everything to me.Of course I’d say yes.But ... I’m shy. I told you I was. I know you didn’t believe me, but it’s true.I don’t open up to people easily. Most of the time, anyway.I’ve also never been with a girl before.I ... There’s a girl I’ve had a crush on.It’s Carla.Obviously.I could never act on that. She’s interested in me, too, but she was my only friend.How could I.