Even then I’d had feelings for her. Listening at the door, I heard her scuffling into her clothes and breathing heavily, someone’s voice, then running downstairs. Sex vedio I dare you too.”
“It’s funny how you’ve not grown up much over the space of 8 or 9 years.”
“Fine, if you’re gonna be a wee pussy.”
I couldn’t help but see the irony in that. Until I went to far and had give her a kiss to make it better, which, of course, disgusted me at the time. “Yeah, okay,” I replied, shakily. “Oh, I’m sorry!” she grinned, when she was finished and hugged me as my cock pressed against both our stomachs and her pussy juice dripped on to the floor below. Then, one warm summer afternoon after we’d returned from her tennis practice, still dressed in her tight little low cut tennis dress, she had come to my door:
“You’ll never guess what I found!” she exclaimed, giggling excitedly. I pushed on to the other part of the sofa and got down to the floor on my knees whilst struggling out of my jeans and kicking my shoes off. The walk to school passed without incident as did the school day besides our social education teacher announcing that they would start sex education next lesson, Rachel and I noticing each other and looking away, embarrassed.
