" Okay, so what were you doing???" she looked inquisitively at my slowly sinking member and I blushed, realizing it was about an inch from her crotch,...and she was in a mini skirt! Talk about your stoney silences, well, stoney cocks!"I, I, uhm, I was, er, masturbating..."I muttered under my breath."Master debating? What's that?" No, MASTURBATING. It's where a guy rubs his uhm, you know, thingy til he cums." Cums?" Christ, Christmas, you're almost 13 and you don't know what cumming is?" No, I'm. “Not if you don’t want me to. I have no right to ask. I don’t want to be falling in love with you, but .I am. I know it complicates things.”“How?”“Like last night. Don’t you understand? All the while he was pawing me, I was thinking about you.Nancy didn’t tell him about the previous evening but the memory shot through her mind. Weindorf, the producer, had been something else! Of course she couldn’t tell Nathan that, and the grip of. Sure he'd seen pictures but nothing says 'you' like being there in the flesh. In planning my trip to be with him, I'd already had the upper hand. He'd spoiled me then too, with nights and morning of mind changing cyber daily, always making me come just as many times as he could pull off before saying good night or telling me it was time for me to go to bed. My reward, a generous portion of him masturbating on his web cam slowly while I watched. It was in that time I memorized how he liked. After that performance on the bus, I saw something that would change the choir room. I sat in the middle of the bus looking out of the window while Paul was blocking out the noise with my iPod. The aforementioned noise came from everybody else sitting behind me playing Truth or Dare.“This just got juicy,” I said to myself.Then I heard the words…“I dare you to kiss Jordan.”My head darted. Megan kissed Jordan without any hesitation.“Well, damn,” I said to myself as the bus drove in the parking.