We went round and round that way for a while."Honey, how long do you think chicken pox lasts?" I asked, exasperated. "It wasn't the strongest story in...the world to start with, and I can't just ride it into the damn sunset. I mean, yeah, this Walter dude is scary, all right, but doesn't he have a life to live, too, beyond chasing me? You said he was some kind of an aide to Senator what's-his-face, doesn't he have to show up in the office once in a while? So he's back there doing whatever it is. Anne was very gentle as she worked her fingers in and out of Heather’s cunt making sure not to disturb the hymen she found.Anne moved around and slid down Heather’s belly licking every inch of skin as she went while still fingering the wet willing cunt. As Anne reached her goal she licked Heather’s clit with the tip of her tongue and was rewarded with a wiggle of Heather’s hips and a moan. Now Anne licked and sucked the clit and lowered her head and inhaled the fresh sweet scent of woman. As. That story will be told but, first, it’s appropriate to tell some more detail about Karen and John.Never let it be said that teenagers don’t have a sense of humor. John talked to Karen’s parents and Karen talked to John’s. The story of the two of them is interesting enough that I asked John and Karen to write some of their story and let me include it in this journal. They agreed and this is their story.I edited it very little.Mister Al asked us to tell our story thus far. I first met Karen in. We met in an embrace and kissed deeply. Our tongues swirled over each others, letting our saliva mix. My heart was pounding in my ears as I began to remove her clothes and toss them aside. Our kissing deepened and we slowly lowered ourselves down on the bench seat. She whimpered as she warm skin touched the cool material of the seat. Her nipples were rock hard and I went straight to one. I pressed my mouth against her breast and sucked her nipple deep into my mouth. My tongue circled around it.