Ryan grabbed my shoulder and began to softly shake me while calling out my name. I didn’t reply. I still lay motionless, hoping something sexual is ...oing to happen. I didn’t know what was going to happen. Ryan grabbed my hand and put it on his cock, it took everything I had not to squeeze it. He formed my hand around his bare cock, and began making me stroke him. I missed the warmth of his skin. After a bit, he stopped and I could hear a drawer open, he was getting a condom and lube. Shit. This. God, she was cute.The movie was fun, we had sodas and shared a large bucket of heavily buttered popcorn, then afterwards, we walked the mall. She took my hand just a little way into the walk and looked up at me for approval. She got it as I squeezed her fingers gently and smiled. We stopped in a couple of stores to look around, but I could tell she was window shopping only. She picked a blouse she liked off a rack, held it up to her and with her eyes asked what I thought.“Beautiful. Simply you,. She was 15, 5ft 6in and had the perfect figure; nice ass, good size boobs (’d say about a C), beautiful blue eyes, curly blond hair and a slight New Zealand accent. We were best friends, but I’d never be able to tell her my true feelings, that I really did love her. Me, I was also 15, about 5ft 11in, blonde hair, blue eyes and fairly thin. The story begins when a school trip is announced; a trip to New York for two weeks in June. Myself and Ellie were both straight away keen to go on the trip. .”“I’ve got my wrap-around hockey skirt,” Vonnie offered, “she’s a bit wider than me but it adjusts, and it’s nice and short.”Becky was looking more and more angry with being treated like a doll. “Why don’t you fucking ask me?” she spat, “I’m the one who’s been dressing me for the last twenty fucking years.”“Now Becky,” Sally was severe, “I’ve told you about swearing. Wait here and don’t move.”Sally disappeared upstairs and Becky stood where she was, naked and glaring at everyone. We all ogled.