She'd walked Bobby through her ownpuberty covering that last assignment giving Bobby long moments ofshivers at some of Julie's detailed descriptions. ...e didn't want to knowmost of what she'd told him as Julie added, "so what's she doing to youthis time?" What's it like to be a girl. Hello? I mean what's it like to be a girlas if I care to know that. She's doing this stuff on purpose," Bobbysaid."I know. Someone should do something about that! She's like... youknow, teaching for heavens sake.. ..”Molly’s crying was quiet but noticeable before, but now her sobs were like screams. “No!!” she practically screamed into her hands.I was crying now too. I could feel it. I had to continue. “I’m sorry, Molly. I-”“Shut up! Just stop!!” her muffled cries begged me.I ignored her. “When we shared the bed again, the second night, it happened again. More. You blew me.” I was now fully ready to yell to the world how disgusting I was. I turned to Molly. “You blew me, Molly. In your sleep. You don’t. One final day I proposed her she didn’t accept and she told that we’ll be friends..I was heartbroken one year passed away 12t board exams were nearing these one year I passed by masturbating thinking about her and we had few eye contacts in classroom. One fine day she messaged me She: hiMe : hiShe: what’s upMe : am going to studyShe : ohhMe : are you thorough with maths?She : yepMe : hmm I don’t know anythingShe: hmm maybe I could help you with the subject.Me : how?? Now the school is over and. "I-I'm okay," she blurted, as if she'd been reading my mind. "Don't s-stop, please..." Okay," I whispered with a smile on my face, happy that it felt good for her.I kept rubbing her tight walls in swirling motions, and eventually she started moving her pelvis, which made me feel even more relieved; she was starting to feel truly aroused and I was happy I was pleasuring her already. By now she was more flexible and I ventured a third finger in to enter with little resistance and effort."Mmmh!!".