I really knew that wasn’t going to happen. I had noticed that girls were interested in guys with nice cars. These guys were older and I didn’t eve... have a drivers license. I thought I would have to find a GF that was younger. My best friend had an older sister who had her own car, her own friends and acted like we didn’t exist. She had dated quite a few guys most of whom were older than me. We got along ok and I fantasized about her but that was as far as it went. I’m sure she saw me as a kid.. It was more thatI felt the awkward feeling you get when you realize you just made anembarrassing faux pas. "I don't know what I was thinking ordering this big burrito," I said tomy friends with a nervous smile. I ended up finishing just a third ofit and giving gave the rest to Connor."I'll have it for dinner tonight," he said as we headed out of therestaurant. My afternoon Anthropology class dragged on endlessly. I took lecturenotes in the new loopy script that my hands now seemed to want. That was TONIGHT?"She nodded, and I just couldn't believe it. We both sort of went crazy again.She said "so he walked me over and we chatted about normal stuff. At the door he was acting like he was about to leave, so I told him I have a secret to tell him. I put my lips right against his ear and softly said 'really, it's okay.' Then I sort of put my hand on his crotch."(!)He said "You can't touch me there. That's sexual assault!"She said "What are you going to do about it?"He said "If you. It felt so good. I could hear the sound of my balls tapping her chin and the wet sucking sound she was making. I was about to go over the edge when she took me out of her mouth and stopped.“Why’d you stop?” I asked, partially out of breath.“Well,” she started, “my pussy is all wet now and I want you to put your dick in me.” She sat down on the grass and spread her legs. I could see the wetness between her legs glistening on her lips and in the little hairs she had.“O-ok yeah!” I said. I knelt.