I had never had a girl near my age be at all interested in me in any way. She seemed to ask all the right question to get me to talk about myself. I ...id not learn much about her except she had a driver’s license and was excited about showing me the sights of LA.Ella later explained to me that Shirley’s identical twin sister, Sharlene, had died of a sudden illness only a few months earlier. Shirley had only recently started to get over the loss of her twin. I was told to be good to Shirley. On the other hand, he was a good-looking guy, and the idea of getting it together with him was very appealing.Decision made, I opened my legs a little, and smiled at Dave. He took the bait, shifted my knickers to one side, and fingered me right there on the kitchen chair. I pulled his head towards mine, and we had a sensational kiss, and all the time his fingers were making me very wet. We came apart to get our breath, and I told him to follow me. I took him upstairs to our bedroom, all the. Sure enough, the plastic case they were in was a couple of inches taller than the bags of sugar, and she had filled the void with smaller items. He stared at bottles of various spices, many cooking supplies that he didn’t even recognize, let alone know how to use, strings of packets of more yeast crammed between the bags, an egg beater/hand mixer that he did, at least, recognize, a whisk that he remembered from the things his mother had used, spatulas, measuring spoons ... on and on, all the. "So, what are you here to talk about today?" she says and I wake up come back to reality."Oh, um, I think I may have a problem with something," I say sheepishly while trying not to stare at her lean and toned figure."Well, that's what I'm hear for, how can I help?" she leans forward exposing more of her sizable breasts. I want to reach over the foot distance between us and take a handful. I tell myself to shut-up in my mind."It's kind of about, well, sex," I say waiting for a reaction."I can.