Usually we’d make a night of it at his house, but once in a great while, at mine. But Ron’s place was where some of the wilder times we’d have o...curred. See, I am a girly-girl. I love to be nicely dressed, and I believe dresses and skirts are what I should be wearing, and jeans were for Tomboys. I wore heels probably 90% of the time, and I had exactly three pairs of flat shoes, one of them being sneakers. Ron was a man’s man, of sorts. I think that is why I was so attracted to him. Where I was. Now it’s my turn. And if you don’t do exactly what I say, at all times, I’ll show these videos to mum, and to all your friends, and I’ll even post them on the internet and plaster the address all over school.’ She jabbed a finger into my chest and I winced. ‘Got it crybaby?’I was fucked. How could I get out of this? Maybe I could somehow find the videos (though I’m sure she’d hid them), and destroy them, but then, I didn’t even know how many she had. My will crumbled. She’d outsmarted me. I. ”“Oh my God,” she said. “You’d better come over here.”As she said that she moved the two steps to the bed and lay there on her back.I climbed on beside her and we kissed slowly and erotically. I moved down and reached under her skirt to grab her knickers. She lifted herself to help as I pulled them down and off. Then she pulled the skirt up and off to reveal a full pubic bush.I slid like a snake up between her legs and pushed her thighs apart a little more. Her pussy lips lay wrinkled and. .” It took me a while to fully understand what she was saying because I was still stunned from the way she kissed me. “Uhh… okay? See you later.” As I was walking back to the room I must have replayed that 2 second memory in my head a million times. I opened the door and sat on the bed with this dazed look in my eyes. My cousin Isaac suspected something and began questioning me “What happen to you? Grandma gave you a beating too?” “No, Marry just kissed me on the lips.” “What!? You serious?.