Naturally I’m thrilled by the idea that she’s been “watching” me. I was afraid that I’d turned into the Invisible Man since I moved to my ne... school. I feel my cheeks flush self-consciously – am I being too edgy with her? – and hope that Becca isn’t put off by my directness.“Boys? Oh, totally,” she rejoins, with no hint of shame. I feel myself starting to be interested in Becca. I look her over. Will people think she’s good looking? She’s about 5’ 3”, or 1.6 metres as the Dutch would have it.. ..?" I asked my body."What happened to us?" she asked."How should I know, Tammy? One minute I was watching TV and the next, your date was kissing me." Jason kissed YOU?" She seemed rather upset."Well, he thought he was kissing you, you know. It WAS your body he was kissing, after all." I guess that's all right then. How did we get like this, and how do we change back?" How should I know? I thought you did it! One minute I was wishing I was at the party and the next second I WAS there, only I. She held her finger up to her lips, urging me to silence, then looked around quickly. A large hedge lined the driveway on one side. She said something, then hung up the phone. She moved to the hedge side of the car, where she was shielded from the windows of the house and wiggled her finger for me to follow.I moved up the driveway and stood a foot or so away from her. She smiled again and pulled the leg of her shorts up, then slipped her finger under and across her nether lips. She shuttered. She started kissing me again and I really liked it. Then she stopped kissing me and said, "Lick me."I froze, not sure about what to do next. I had thought about doing this with another girl but never really had the chance. I figured if she could do it for me I could do it for her. So I knelt between her legs and pulled the front of her panties aside. I marveled at how beautiful her vagina looked. Her labia were swollen and juice trickled from between them. Getting up my courage, I ran my tongue.