As I stepped out of my pants my hard cock sprang into view. I was very proud of it. It was long and very thick with well-proportioned purple head that...glistened with pre-cum and a maze of thick veins. It was no secret that I wanted her. I’d been rock hard virtually since we’d first walked through the motel room door. Naked and marvelously virile, I levered himself down beside her.Passion and tenderness gave way to heated lust, both our bodies screaming for satisfaction and release as I kissed. Page three, article five, is classified and only authorized for grade seven or above to read."I do hope you appreciate what has been done. I obviously do, as it absolves me of doing what I was planning on, anyway. I also want you to realize that I can't remember anything like this ever happening before. There is a first for everything."As it is open for all of you to read, I will leave these first two pages for anyone to look at in detail. But for now, here's the condensed version."At the point. Then shelooked prettier. When she felt pretty she didn't feel so ridiculousperforming the dainty gestures and highly feminine speaking style thatthe school promoted. She loved feeling super-feminine! Or maybe thiswas the hormones kicking in too? Anyway she could hardly remember how itfelt to be the kid burning the name Cameron just nine months earlier.In April Allison declared her a "girly-girl." Well, if the size 8.5glitter-bowed fuschia ballet flat fits...She owed a lot to Allie for. BackgroundMy world permanently changed when my eight-year-old sister began puberty. They say one in six girls can start puberty as early as eight. Julie happened to be one of the lucky ones—but not if you asked her. She hated the changes taking place in her immature body since it attracted the wrong kind of attention from boys.You see, Julie didn't fill out like the other little girls in the neighborhood. Unlike most of them who enter puberty with proud budding breasts, Julie got stuck with a.