Not really the discussion that I ever thought I would have with my mother, especially at breakfast sitting at a table with my brother and two men who ...ere, until last night, complete strangers. After all, at fourteen, I had zero actual sexual experiences, and only knew what I had learned in school, plus what other girls had told me during sleepovers. But I was angry with my mother for being unfaithful to Dad. She had told both Travis and I for years that marriage and love meant devotion to. With that the phone rang and Pedro and Quim were downstairs. We went to a nearby bar that served tapas and sangria. Pedro had changed into a crisp white shirt that contrasted with his caramel skin, the top two buttons undone so that I could glance lovingly at his fine chest hair and dream. Quim and Dad were chatted, while Pedro told me how difficult it was to find work, with so many young people that were unemployed. His eyes smiled and danced as he told me, flashing his beautiful smile. I. : South Miami Senior High/ The Library I had been sitting in the library for nearly an hour when fatigue and emotional exhaustion finally caught up with me. I’d been leafing listlessly through the final issue of the school newspaper and had nearly finished the lead article (Assistant principal announces retirement) when my eyelids suddenly dropped like shutters on a window and I drifted off into a deep slumber. I vaguely thought about classes, but – nothing ever happens on the last day – I. “A lot but lately I haven’t been able to finish.”“Like cum?” I nodded. “How long has it been since then?”“At least three or four days and I have tried but I can’t have an orgasm anymore it’s almost like my body is nervous.”“For college.” I nodded. “That’s why your cock was fully torqued you’ve got blue balls. Is there anything I can do to help? Like maybe observe you or give you a toy.”“I don’t know. I feel like I just need to be taught a few things like how to go down on a girl and stuff..