It involved ‘the finger.’ She declined for a month or two but finally she wanted to go to a dance.When she reported to my bedroom naked she had ce...tainly turned into a woman. She was as big as my wife and built just the same. As she got on the bed like a dog I told her that I had improved my ‘finger’ technique since the last time and that she now needed to get on her back. I had her lift her knees so that I could slip my finger into her pussy to get it lubricated and then slip it into her. Always there to support him no matter whathappened. She'd watched while the prettiest girls in town captured hisattention and was there to comfort him when the romances ended. Shealways had his back and truth be told he had hers but he never saw her inthat way. At those times he'd say, quite truthfully, "Bobbi I don't knowwhat I'd do without you. You're the best friend a guy could have!"And that was her doom, to be the friend but never the lover, never to seehis eyes light up at the sight of. We hadn't really talked when I'd called him last, the week after that disastrous night. Of course, I'd been rather whiny, then. He'd tossed off his advice about getting laid and then gotten off the phone.Well, I wasn't whiny anymore. It was time to call him again."Hey, Bud," he said when he answered. "You doing okay?" Better than the last time I called." Good to hear." Yeah, well, it would have been tough for things to get worse."Allen snorted but didn't say anything. I grimaced because I. I guess they call women like me spinsters.” “You must have had plenty of lovers over the years.” She started to laugh loudly. I had no idea what she was finding so funny. “No. Actually I’m a virgin. I’ve never had sex ever in my whole life. I always wanted to get married, but never did. Years had passed and I never did have a lover. When I was a younger girl, I was obese and nobody wanted to have me as their lover. Later in life, I lost all my weight, but by then, I was a committed virgin.” .