She’s fun to be around.”“Do you think you need a female friend?”Clarissa shook her head, “No. I need a guy friend just like you. I can get a... close as I want to you without any risks.”“Gee, thanks,” I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm.“Oh give me a break!” Clarissa replied, laughing hard. “You know exactly what I mean by that.”I smiled, “I do. And I appreciate it. Maybe having that barrier is helpful, because crossing that line with Jocelyn sent everything into a tailspin.”Clarissa shook her. I always know when a guy wants me, but there was something different about him that really turned me on. It’s hard to explain, but the few times we talked, I couldn’t stop looking at his blue eyes and feeling there is something mysterious about him, something powerful and suddenly I wanted him. Anyway, I start thinking how can I get him to come over so I can fuck him. You know, make him think I need his help with something but really what I want is him in my bed pounding me ‘til I’m screaming. This went on for few weeks. Then slowly – slowly she started to open up. One day while cleaning my room she saw my pole which was making tent inside the blanket. She laughed and went on cleaning the room. That day I masturbated 3 times. Next day to my surprise she came to my room and was scratching her private place. I was not able to control myself and masturbated in my pants. She told me to give me the pants so that she can wash it. I gave her, my cum dripped pants. She looked inside and. The only person that really didn’t seem to think that I’m all that bad of course, is the one that makes me really nervous: Miss Carrie, the girl that lives at the end of the old gravel road. She always has a smile or a wave or something nice to say to me. It doesn’t seem to matter to her that every time I stop to talk to her that the whole town starts talking, too. And even though it causes her trouble, and I know that it does, she’s still always waiting there on the steps of her big front.