She was small and cute, maybe 5" 2' or so with slightly longer than shoulder length brown hair. She had a nice smile, sparkly eyes and an amazing clea...age. I'd never thought of her as a woman or imagined her in that light but seeing her ready to go out with this plain but shapely black skirt and white blouse, just blew me away.At the time I was still a virgin with a healthy obsession for big boobs and I'm not sure if I managed to stop my face from flushing when I laid eyes on her figure. I felt. “DAMN IT MICHELLE, WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG!” The dam bursts. Yelling at me was the catalyst that caused my tears start flowing uncontrolled. Trails of moisture run down my cheeks. I need get out, I need to leave. I jump up from the bed clutching the quilt to my chest. I scan around the room looking for my clothes. My inner schoolgirl stands there mocking me with an “I told you so” look on her face. With my back to you I quickly pull my camisole top on and reach for my skirt. “Where are my. Carla and I were quiet during the drive over there. She pulled up slowly and parked in front of the house. I looked at the yard, at the weeds growing in the flower beds and noticed how wild the grass had gotten. It was strange; my parents had always been so anal about the appearance of the yard and garden.Carla and I got out of the car and walked up the front walk to the door. I didn't have a key, though if I did I wouldn't have used it. I didn't consider this house to be my home anymore; I. She was standing with her bra and panties. I did not feel anything. I told her to sit and started cleaning her hair. I completed and wrapped using a towel and asked her to get up. I started with her neck and went back of her. Slowly I moved to her ass. While touching her ass I felt a different feeling Which I never experienced before. Then I moved to her legs and shifted to front. I came to her inner thighs where I had a hard on. I was feeling very shy as a tent was build up in my pants. Then I.