`Petite' is a nicer word than `pee wee'. It's more positive, more feminine. You're a "petite" girly boy -- pretty and petite. And size doesn't matter ...f you're only pleasuring yourself, dear. A petite penis feels just as good to you as it would if it were bigger. Size only matters if you're trying to satisfy a woman as a man. But you're too gentle and petite for that, aren't you dear? You don't want to make love as a man, do you?"I was so excited that I didn't hear her, so mother angrily. At the beginning of her junior year she seemed to settle down with one boy. Jeff was a senior and a very popular guy. She still needed my help because Missy's folks were putting pressure on her to get better grades, so I did see quite a bit of her. That year I was a sophomore, things changed during the Christmas vacation. I didn't usually see Missy at all over the holidays because she was out to all the parties.Missy came to my door two days after Christmas. I think she knew Mom and Pop. Of course I now have feelings for the girl, I mean, I never had a girlfriend as hot as Heather. We kissed for a while and since I wasn't making the move she took my hand and put it on her chest, and I started rubbing her titts. They were really soft, that's all I remember, and that I just didn't wanna let go of them. I went under her shirt and felt up under her bra, which was even better. She started to rub my dick and well, that was the first time a girl ever rubbed my dick. This was. "I sort of expected this, but for her to actually respond as she did was still quite the shock. From all the information I had at my disposal I'd come to the initial conclusion (or perhaps it was nothing more than a personal belief or desire of mine) this evening that the reason she was not happy in any of her previous relationships was not because the men were not worth her time or that they were bad, they were quite simply wrong for her. They were "too good".Apparently, what she really needed.