It was an idiosyncrasy. The whole room. Most of it was lined withsoccer posters, trophies from a few years ago, and a box of herfavorite CDs. Yet, she...stood in what any normal person would guess as ahigh school boy's room, wearing black boy short panties and a sportsbra. She huffed as she thought about how she really wanted to decorateit and tiptoed to the closet.It was unnecessary, her stealth, but old habits die-hard. She openedthe door and pushed away two large soccer bags full of gear. My eyes close again as I await his next move. Silence for awhile. When he pulled me up I ended up nearly on my hands and knees. My eyes are tightly closed and my body is beginning to feel very alive. 'Open your eyes, little girl' he softly purrs. I hesitate for a moment and he slaps me again. I open my eyes and look at him - his face only inches from mine seems carved from stone. I search his face for clues to his mood and find nothing. He watches me and knows my thoughts, sees my body. Me: can I come closer and see thearmpit closer:R: you can if you want to.I immediately jumped from my seatand went and sat next to her and went very close to her armpit. It smelledbeautiful from her perfume and sweat. I was in ecstasy.Me: It smells really nice.R: really?M: yes. I feel like licking it.R: you can if you want to. But do not expect anything more.I grabbed the opportunity andstarted licking her armpit. Licked her right arm them moved to the other sideand licked the left one. I felt. I was up close to her – looking at her face while her hand was on my erection scratching the material of her skirt with my cock head. All those nights staying up online playing with her could not have prepared me for this moment. I knew her intimately but it was only an image a nickname – here I was face to face with her in the flesh and I wanted it now – wanted all the filthy kinky sleazy things I had spoken to her about and I knew she wanted it too.I started unbuttoning her shirt and took it.