" Too bad," Kevin said, "It's time you learned all this shit anyway, tomboy or not. Why don't you let me show you the whole film tomorrow?"I was too s...spicious to go along with him, so I asked him to lend me his equipment and let me watch at my own leisure.Kevin paused, smiling, then said, "Oh, you mean the projector?" He double entendred.That my brother was showing an interest in this little flat chested tomboy of a sister was a boost to my confidence, so I asked him what he planned to do with. As Kyle drove, Kerri discreetly lifted some bills from her wallet and began to slide them across the seat.'No, no. My treat!" he insisted, pushing the bills back toward her and producing a sizable wad of twenties of his own.Kerri was puzzled. Kyle did odd jobs around the neighborhood to make spending money, but he usually spent it as fast as he got it, another of his father's habits she would like to change."Kyle? Where did you make that kind of money?"Her heart sank."Kyle, you're not doing...". .. this is me.”“I have led a sheltered life.” I moaned.“What?”“Unkissed and barely hugged,” I explained.“You mean...”“Yup ... intact.”“No wonder you have issues.”“Let’s get wet.”We walked by the office ... me in my grannie suit and Angie in her nothings. Art saw us walking... “Hey. Arm bands.” He held up a pair of colored straps.We detoured to the office and allowed Art to band us.“There’s no cops ... Let me get you a couple of beers.”“We’re under age.”“When will you be 18?”“That’s right!. My entire body was tingling in delight as I felt his handslide up and cup my breast. I knew he had it, I just didn't feel it,which all of a sudden I wanted to. I wanted to feel the warm caress ofhis hand on my smooth skin, his gentle squeezing of my breast and more.I wanted to have my own boobs, a wider, rounded butt of my own. Not afew ounces of silicone and foam rubber. Then it happened. He put myhand right on his hardness. My every instinct was to yank my hand away,but I found myself wanting.