She said something about a comparison test between us. Why don’t we go to your room and find out who’s the better kisser?”I looked at my sister,...whose head was down. “I’m sorry Priest. Somehow, she got me to tell her? Don’t be mad at me – please?”She was on the edge of tears, so I said, “Come on girls, I wouldn’t mind kissing you both, but nobody else can know that I am doing this. You understand me?”Instantly, they both had big smiles on their faces.Michael, who was months from turning twelve,. I did not have any bad intention about her. I was sitting in the dinning chair. I asked her to massage my right hand. I spread my right hand towards her, she kneeled down on the floor and rubbing, squeezing and trying to massage my hand in an Inefficient way. I was yelling and showing her how to do it. In the process of doing so,my fingers pushed her breast couple of times. Maya was laughing loudly. I scolded at her and asked her why she was laughing and some how touched her breast again. Lily pulled me over to the circular bar, where she immediately caught the eye of the bartender. Normally, I would have checked him out, but I was too distracted by the electricity running through my veins at Lily’s touch. Despite there being a few people that had been waiting longer than us, the bartender headed straight towards us and took our order, Lily’s chest acting as some sort of magnetic field. Lily ordered us two shots each and forced me to neck them; the slight tang stuck in my. It was one of the best sexual experiences I’ve ever had, which is saying a lot because it was our first time together and it usually takes a while to get to know what makes the other person feel good, you know? It was something special alright, but now I'm home I feel so guilty for some reason, even though we both wanted it and it was soooo good! But it was a first date, and everybody knows you don’t have sex on the first date! Right? So I'm just wondering if we went too far. I'll call him.