How old are you, Carson?" Eleven." Wow. I'd love to hear how that happened!" Spyder took a long puff on her smoke. "So, you got a boyfriend?" No. I us...d to," I blurted out, not wanting to sound like a total slut. "But we broke up."Spyder nodded knowingly. She stubbed her cigarette out on the rock. We started walking down the path again."Yeah, guys are mostly jerks. It's nice they got penises, and know how to use them, but other than that, I don't have much to do with them."That made me think of. . to really turn a girl on. Do you like what I'm doing to you?" Yeah, it feels so nice... Oh, yeah, there... do me there to, God..." he heard the young girl's breath hissing in and out through her teeth as his fingers stimulated her clitoris. Her hands were still on his shoulders, steadying herself, and he felt her fingers digging into the skin as intense waves of sexual pleasure surged through her body radiating up from her loins.He was getting incredibly aroused, too, fingering this. ." He listened captivated on my every word. Over the next ten minutes I unraveled the story of my life from my mother's business to my dad working overseas to my brother's insanity and my bullied childhood. My phone buzzed again. It was my master."Who is that?" he questioned, appearing agitated that I had stopped talking."Nobody just a friend." I quickly replied that I was going out and talk to him later. I placed my phone back on the table. I needed water."Excuse me." I stood up and headed to. I would dress almost everyday watching porn and jacking myself off to incredible orgasms. I had even bought a few short night gowns and baby dolls to sleep in. I bought some satin sheets and they felt like heaven when I would run them across my stocking clad legs. Besides they made me feel sexy and feminine when I laid on them while dressed.I would make regular trips to Houston browsing my favorite lingerie store & boutique and got to be pretty good friends with the lady that worked there. She.