[“the little death“] I was the luckiest girl to learn this early so I would have plenty of time to enjoy in the years to come…as in “cum.” ...I had girlfriends who talked about sex things but when it came time for them to “do it” often found themselves puzzled, wanting, unfulfilled, disappointed, longing and aching for the unfulfilled orgasms I had discovered for myself at an early age. I wasn’t a virgin…first my fingers, then a hairbrush and finally a deeply penetrating thick carrot had. Until Alicia pointed out that they would need to get Gretchen the appropriate undergarments. ‘I hate bras,’ Gretchen complained. ‘I ain’t got no boobs anyway, why I got to wear them?’ ‘Boobs or not, your nipples are quite visible in that blouse,’ Alicia said through pursed lips. ‘I’ll wear a tank, or one of those camisoles,’ Gretchen offered. ‘Fine, fine, what ever,’ Alicia agreed, tired of fighting, wanting the camaraderie they had been enjoying earlier. Xxxx The eighteen year old now had. I gotta go get cleaned up... ok if I use the master bath?" Sure thing, sweetie," my mother responded as she took my sister's place on the couch. I watched Jess's round ass dance away, and then turned my attention to Mom."Is my baby tired?" she asked."A little," I responded. "Well, how are we gonna take care of that?" she questioned in baby tones as her hands felt their way along my slick but flaccid member."Umm," I swallowed hard. " I don't know..." Looks like you need a little cleaning up. “This should be what you need, if it hasn’t all dried out, it’s been a few years since I used this.”“Mike,” I said, “I’ve never been any good at drawing and these 2 morons don’t know one end of a paintbrush from the other. You couldn’t help me could you?”“Well Lea, I’ve seen people try to paint things on themselves and it just doesn’t work so you do need someone to do it for you.”“I could do it?” Noah said.“No you can’t mate, you need to use a paintbrush not a spanner or a hammer, that’s why.