Today I am nineteen, at University studying media science, an expert in photography and video technology, bisexual, a model and selfie queen, with a d...ark sexual desire, for young girls in their final blossoming before teenage bloom, and men who like girls like that, that morning so many years back, broke that particular mould, what uncle captured in those few moments of orgasmic bliss, left my brain and body for these last twelve years trying to re-attain that virgin moment with Katie, and now,. What about you ma’m?Me: I am about to sleep too.He: ok.Me: Is everything ok amit? Is there any problem?He: No it’s ok. I am fine ma’m.Me: No you are behaving differently today. I am your friend too. You can tell me.He: ma’m… hmmm.Me: what? Tell me.He: Ma’m, you are very beautiful.Me: Thanks.He: Welcome, ma’m please don’t be angry. I want to say something.Me: Okay, be free to tell me.He: You are very hot ma’m. I am remembering your figure and it’s making me uncomfortable.Me : Hmmm, did you think. Did she still practice jiu-jitsu?‘Yes,’ she said. ‘Although I practice less than I should.’Tennis, jiu-jitsu, running and dancing. Yes, she was definitely more physical than he was.Steve Winwood’s ‘Higher Love’ began to play. Louise sang along with it and moved her hips. She looked at him with a dazzling smile that made him shy.‘Shall we go dancing some time?’ she asked.She was teasing him, of course, and not wanting to sound like an old fart he countered her question with a suggestion of his. So what are you going to do today, seeing as it is only about ten o'clock?" Do you mind if I go exploring again?" Sure, but, stay close." Yes ma'am," grudingly answering her.In one swift move, she grabbed the remote, turned on soap operas (YUCK!!), and landed safely on the sofa. While she was doing her acrobatics, I ran into my bedroom grabbed my laptop, which was given to me by Mom last year for me to I guess explore my sexuality, my air card, and finally made my wayto the door. Just as I was.