I neverrealized that there was a feminine way of pouring a cup of coffee, butKate could do it.She would say something like: "Do you thing that what I ...m doing isfeminine behavior?"Sometimes I might say: "Maybe not. I can't tell you why, but no, thatseems not feminine."That was what she wanted. She was perfecting her presentation. It wasan interesting exercise and I enjoyed being a part of it. I felt that Iwas helping her while she was helping me.Of course, I was paying her, but she was just. "The thought of my eighteen year old sister giving me her virginity almost made me come but somehow I managed to hold myself back.Sensing my urgency, Sally quickly got to her feet and made her way to her room, calling a few moments later, "Can you come in here?"Needing no second bidding, I quickly made my way to Sally's room where I found her lying on her back on her bed, looking so inviting in her light blue school blouse, grey school skirt and white knee-hi socks."How do I look?" she. His hands weren't the only thing that guided me, though, I soon felt his throbbing bulge press between my ass cheeks. It was meaty quite hard, but obviously pointed down in his shorts. "Holy fuck... That thing is fat..." I thought, practically feeling the entire shaft against my crack.I stumbled a bit into what I could tell was the livingroom. His hands left my shoulders and I no longer felt his bulge against my ass. I could hear the movement of his mesh shorts, but I couldn't tell where he. . STACE! Are you... oh my gosh...”“I’m just here to help my bestie! Do you have a better idea?”...... is she suggesting what I think?There was a bit of silence, then I heard Cindy giggle. “Oh My God, Stace...these are all peeled... and...” her voice trailed off.I knelt down and crept forward as quietly as possible to get a look. I was able to get below a shrub at the corner and see them.“You’ve been PLANNING THIS! Stace… you little... oh my god... ““What are friends for?” Stacy laughed and took.