It’s not like I’ve never put anything up there before...” she blushed. Frankie giggled at her best-friend through the screen. “True, but you ...ave never found it easy to be intimate with someone – even if they were dropping the hints left right and centre. God it took you ages to make your move on me!” Mia reminisced about how nervous she was when she kissed Frankie for the first time. The butterflies in her stomach never stopped fluttering that whole night. Even though the relationship was. I was told that girls have tosuffer a little to look pretty and I only had a short time to learneverything so I couldn't rest. I was shown how to flip my hair and checkmy seams. They were video taping me so that I could watch myself inorder to better see what needed improvement. At various times I would berequired to jerk off to pictures of woman in cloths. I was told topicture my self in the cloths and imagine how good they felt. Every timeI climaxed I was required to swallow my cum so that I. Insect dots hung about the porch light. My eyes flew out of my head and looked around 360 degrees. Darkness had surrounded the porch. Yellow street lamps lent a wicked color to the black tarmac. It could have been a dream. Because when I dream of that moment, I remember the question that changed. It didn't matter what I was. I needed to know who I was. No, I needed to decide who I was. Then I remembered."Mind yourself child, or you'll grow up minding others!" That had been a dream. This was. Before Dale knew what was happening he was pushed onto his back on the bed. Jill pulled her pretty yellow panties completely off. "Is this what you wanted to see?" She asked him.The sixteen year old boy nodded his head looking first at Jill's tits then down to her sparsely haired pussy. His pants were tented with his engorged prick.Dale still wasn't sure what was going on as Jill began undressing the boy. "I want to play with your dick Dale. If you do exactly everything I ask of you I might.