I tried to hold her hand and move her closer to me but she was afraid as her sister was around her mother at home. She asked me to stop and said we ca... do some other time in the evenings.Then we planned to start meeting in the evenings after we became more close in few days. She agreed and used to give me call in the evenings around 6.30 by the time it used to be dark and everyone settles at home after schools. She has a sister who is not much active and used to be inside home most of the time. She punched me. "I didn't know the school charged you so much for painting your room back to that ugly off-white." Please, just stop!" I managed to wheeze out. My stomach was beginning to hurt from laughing.She carefully laid her sandwich down, took mine out of my hands, and pounced on top of me; punching me repeatedly."Okay, okay!" I managed to get out.She punched me one last time for good measure before she went back to eating her sandwich."So how was your freshman year?" she asked in an. "Well, that is something I'm not quite sure on regarding my feelings. I'd have to know exact names perhaps," I said, turning to face Julie in my chair."Names huh? Well, let's see. The girl is obviously..." she said softly. "Me. And the man's name is... Dean," she said softly. I saw her hand on the folder was shaking a little. She clearly wasn't used to making the first move, which makes sense given her looks. Now that it was out in the open, I considered my words carefully."Wow. Well Julie, I. I grab a bottle of lube (not needed of late, he gets me so wet) and hand it to him. He pours a drop on his fingertip and then slips it back into me, this time about an inch or so deep, and it still feels good. I'd never even thought of my ass that way, maybe this might be fun? He turns his finger and softly flexes it and it still feels good. Mmmm.....I'm going to have to give this a try."That's different than I expected. I think we can give it a try. When do you want to do it?" Next weekend.