Our wrestling skills were pretty evenly matched. It was tiring, but a lot of fun.At one moment he had caught me in a full Nelson, standing behind me w...th his arms under mine and his hands in my neck. I tried to get out when I suddenly felt something between my buttocks."Is that what I think it is?" What?" Err, …" I hesitated a little, but then slowly pushed back my ass a bit "… this." You mean this?" I felt how he pressed his crotch against my ass.Fuck, this was rely happening."Yes." Well, what. " I blinked at her sober face. "Oh..." "You see now, don't you?" "Er...I guess...shit. Well, I could always just--just shrug him off like, show him I'm not interested." "He's always going to be interested as long as he needs to be me." "Damn, Sheila! I only did that to--to make you feel more like a girl, like what you saw in the mirror! I didn't know I was gonna--gonna turn Sean on! Shit, I'm no fairy fag!" "Don't you think Sean feels the same way, Kevin? That's why he created me! That's why he. Mel's friends all jumped at the chance. She had drilled him endlessly on how to ask for a dance, how to lead the girl to the floor, and what to do when the dance was over.As in most school districts, there was an honors track starting in the seventh grade. One of the others in that group was Chelsea, who lived about a mile from the Conroys. She was a brilliant, vivacious teen with a gorgeous face who had never lost her baby fat. A little beyond voluptuous, depending on which century's artists. Anyway, Then it happened... We werein my bed one morning having a cuddle. It's a king size bed. After about 15 minutes having are coffee and a cuddle, I start to drift of to sleep again and Mark is laying there staring at the ceiling in the dark. Mark can hear my slow, deep breathing as I drift into my dreamland. I know Mark lightly touches himself as he usually does in bed. His mind is wandering at this age... seeing his mum in her nighty. It wasn't sexy negligee or anything but it did show.