." My phone blares, each note of theclassic nineties song cutting through my brain like a chainsaw until mytired fumbling manages to switch it off.I g...adually slide my way out of bed, every slight movement causing myhungover head yet more pain, before pulling on my warm, fluffy dressinggown and silently cursing myself for drinking so much last night. As Iglance back at my bed, though, I realise that there's a good chance Idrank a lot more than I thought.There, poking out of the bottom of my. We were young and just beginning to learn some of the secrets that had been so carefully guarded by our parents and others. We had recently discovered ways to sexually stimulate ourselves and each other with our hands and mouths, and I had already tasted her on numerous occasions, but I was very shy and self-conscious whenever she tried to reciprocate. Ultimately her sensuous mouth and soft lips lifted me to heights I had never known or even imagined, and one day my inhibitions weakened and my. Ron smiled and lifted his hand for Lana to study, almost laughing Lana said, "Blue, you?" Is it any harder to believe than you wearing green," he said as he started to fill Hannah's twat with hot cream, "unfortunately there is no special color for us pansexuals." Pansexual," Lana said a little surprised, "you," she added smiling."Oh yes, our little visit to Sarah yesterday—" —so she's Sarah now?" Lana said teasingly.Both Ron and Hannah threw her annoyed stares and Ron said, "As I was saying,. ” And walked downstairs.She mustn’t have been too surprised because she didn’t say a word and just followed me down.I walked into my bedroom pointed to a spot against the wall “stand there.”And she did… it’s really weird how cooperative she is being.“Ok take your shirt off.”There was a brief calm in the air followed by“What the fuck did you just say to me?”“Shirt and bra please.”Well there’s no reason to be rude unless she pushes it. Frankly she looked dumb founded. Idk what she thought we.