I ran my hands further up and slid them into the waistband of her panties.Panties—what a plebeian name for such an amazing piece of feminine apparel... and is it kosher to call it a waistband when, in this case at least, it resided so far south of that particular portion of the female anatomy?As I slid them off I heard a low growl that I knew well as a warning that I'd better not plan on stopping any time soon. As soon as I had the article of apparel in question down to her knees Beth stepped. ”Terri responded, “I think that is a great idea, what are your thoughts?"“Terri I am going to be honest with you, thinking about what has happened recently excites the hell out of me and makes me feel younger than I have in years,” I said.She said, “I am so glad you feel that way Bob because I feel the same way, I want to explore some things sexually while I am still able to do so."“While we are talking about this Terri, I have to know what made you do what you did with Greg the other night at. We will discuss it there.Like a dumbass, I agreed and skipped class and went to the terrace.Me: I will do all your assignments and homework if you keep this a secret.Then he told me: A beautiful girl like you is not meant to do homework, didi.Omg! It embarrassed me and I was thinking to myself –Me (thinking): How did I get myself into this stupid situation? Why did I do the dare? What am I doing on the terrace with this ugly guy who is 1 year younger than me?I was ashamed of myself and asked. ”“I’m being a vain bitch, aren’t I? And I thought you fucked the bitch out of me. I mean, it’s not like I’m alone in this. Helena’s nearly as old as I am. And it’s not like I have any control over what’s happening.”“You’re scared.”“No shit. I just ... Why didn’t Nick ask his mother about anything? His whole thing about giving man knowledge. Why wouldn’t he want to know about himself?”“I don’t know. Maybe he just felt compelled not to. His mother seemed to want him not to. Maybe he just went.