He is the best friend that I can hope to have." I said as I flopped on the single seat beside her."Why, what happened?" She asked"Okay, hear me out. J...ack has been my best friend since grade school. It was in the eighth grade that I started making crank calls to Betty Pool's house. I would call up and ask what color undergarments was she wearing and if she would strip for me behind the gym. of course, after some time, Betty caught up to the fact that I was the one making the calls. So, she asked. I then laughed out and even complimented her and we became comfortable with ourselves.So went to the box office and took tickets for the available show and moved to the screen.I suggested her that we shall use the stairs instead of the lift.So we started walking she would hold my hands in hers which would brush her boobs and that made me already excited and just her that. I’m I getting what you promised to which she pinched me and started blushing.We reached your seats and as expected the. I remember shaking with excitement at the fear of getting caught / sexual excitement. It was the first time I had felt inside a girl it was warm and tight. I then pulled open the front of her tights slightly and felt her big black bush leaning forward to hold some in my mouth. Then pulled tights back up and pulled down her top carefully exposing first one and then both little pert breasts, licking then sucking each nipple before a quick squeeze of each boob. I was terrified of getting caught,. “We’re going to have to disappoint you, we don’t know who you are. You have no dental records, no hospital records, no fingerprints can be found anywhere. You are the epitome of Jane Doe.” I felt my heart sink as I sat upright in the hard hospital bed, my muscles stretching and burning through their lack of exercise. “But…” “This will be hard for you Miss Doe, but with no identification, no next of kin, no records and no belongings but your blood stained and torn clothes, the only option that.