"OMG I'm, like, totally the same! I'm glad my Daddy hasn't seen mycredit card statements lately!" Nikki realized that he sounded nothinglike the all-...merican college stud he had been nine months ago. But hedidn't care, at least for the moment. Here he was, standing in front ofa 16 year old kid he had just met, wearing his blue satin panties andmatching toenail polish, and he felt like he belonged. This felt SO muchbetter than trying to be the tough jock that his brother, Tay, wasexpecting."Oh. '6:30 tomorrow?''Umm, okay...' Sarah types. I spend the rest of the evening on Facebookcatching up with the woman I love, skilfully deflecting all of herattempts to discover what I have planned for the following night, andNOT mentioning my 'mistake' with Dannii. I eventually climb into bedjust after 11pm, and that's only because Sarah herself went to bed. I'dhave happily stayed up all night chatting to her- even though it's aschool night- and it wouldn't have been the first time I'd done so.My. I heard people call it the “camel toe” look . . . which to me sounded gross but I guess it was a fairly accurate way to describe the look. When I crossed my legs or walked . . . the material rubbed against my clit . . . so it was like I was masturbating everywhere I went! Sorry guys . . . you’ll have to miss this sensation. My dad liked to pretend that he didn't like me wear this pair of shorts in public, but I knew it turned him on something fierce . . . anytime I wore them. All I had to do. He took a handful of my hair between his fingers and gently pulled my head back so he could kiss down my neck and across my shoulder as his other hand found its way down the back of my bibs to cup my ass, lifting me up to meet his lips. I couldn’t wait anymore, the feeling of his breath hot on my skin and his hands over my body I needed him. I stood up and let the bibs fall to the floor and let my hands fall to the belt of his jeans as he unbuttoned his shirt. I slid his jeans and underwear.