We had seen each other nude in the showers at school, but nothing so up close where you could see the labia in detail.We went to the school toilets to...ether. We pulled up our skirts and pulled down our panties. We looked at each others pussy for about half an hour. No touching, because we thought that would be lesbian. The bell for the end of lunch rang and we went back to class. For weeks I would be wondering why I liked that experience so much. I began to realise I was lesbian.At age 15 I. Now, the pallu had slid further, and I could now see more of her beautiful, deep cleavage, her big mounds straining at the black blouse. I stared..Wishing I could lick the valley.Wishing I could rub my hard penis on that skin.Wishing I could tear the blouse away.. “Vineet? Vineet??”I looked at her. She was trying to tell me something, then caught me staring at her. She was frowning. “Could you please concentrat.” she broke off, as she realized what I was staring at. She looked down her chest,. Then she replied and said yes i feel lonely but what to do my husband is working for us thats why he is not here..Then i asked does he comes here very often. Then she said only once in a year..After hearing that i asked her some personal questions. As i felt comfortable because i taught her everyday and we were like very close friends.So i asked ” Dont you feel horny?” . Then she said, ” yes i do but i cant help it my husband is not here. I just watched porn. And we just talk on skype.”I was. . this is happening too soon!" she wailed."What's going on?" I asked."Can you ... can you get me home?" she managed between grunts of pain."Shouldn't I take you to my house? My mom can take you to a hospital." No ... please trust me. I just need to get home."I trusted her, so I helped her get to her house.Once we got there, I helped her to lay down on the couch, and she askedme to call her mother for her.I went to the phone, which had Melody's mom's work number programed in,so i called. When.