I now had my own bedroom to myself which seemed so strange after all those years sharing with my brother. Better still, we had running water, a shower...and a flushing toilet. Steve and I still had some time to keep up masturbating each other. I was 18 now and fully developed with B-cup breasts and a thick bushy pussy. Several months later, mum and dad were invited to some of dad’s work friends place for a party one Saturday night. This left Steve and I alone together for the night. We had been. It smelled good, sweet and succulent.Is succulent the right word? I wished I was taking Mr. Turner's creative writing class with Carl.Finally, screwing my courage to the sticking point, my heart hammering, my mouth dry, I went up the walk and rang the doorbell, hoping maybe Carl would like to go for a walk with me.I kept asking myself what I was afraid of. The worst he could do was tell me to go away, right?The brave man (or woman) dies but once, the coward dies many times, I thought as I. More

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