I have to give you credit though. You tried to do the right thing. And it still may work out. But if it doesn't, I know you'll do your best to make it...right. I don't think you're capable of giving less than 100%." She put her arms around my neck. "And I won't be worried or jealous or anything like that because I know that you love us. It may be fun, it may even have an emotional component but it won't be love. So no matter how good it is, what you save for me is better. Allison is right, it's. She said yes boys have different body to that of girl. She was now getting bolder and more expresive. I pulled my Tshirt up and said see no difference. She said dont be dumb like you dont know. Girls have breast. I said but you are a girl then where are yours have you left them at home I asked mockingly. This made her a bit angry, she stumbled i have if you want to see the then see this. Saying this she lifted the kurta she was wearing, below that she was wearing nothing. Since the boobs were. Discreet, easy and safe. He agreed and we both decided to meet at a small road side parking area the next morning.I had given up waiting and reached up to start the car when he pulled up beside me. Before I could get out, he opened the passenger door of my car and jumped in, grabbing the bag of panties so he didn't sit on them.I reached out my hand, and said 'hi, I'm Bill. Nice to meet you.' He snubbed my handshake, opened the bag of dirty panties, pushed his nose into the bag, and inhaled. Causing me to get a rush of endorphins as the pain surges through my body. You stop. I wonder why. I feel something touch my thigh. I’m curious as to what it is. Is it you? I fear that it is, as deep down I hope it is. I feel a pressure on my opening. It’s cold. I know it is not you. I’m disappointed. The pressure intensifies. It feels so good. The tip is inside me. It feels too big. I feel my muscles stretching to accommodate the object. You push it in a little farther. My body strains to.