He decided we should go to his car to smoke so I climbed into the front seat and he lit up the joint. It was great shit and we both got really high. W...hile we sat there talking I looked down and noticed that Kent was rubbing a long bulge running along the inside of his thigh. I looked into his face and he was watching me with a strange look. I looked back and, yes, that was his hard cock he was rubbing--I could actually see the shape of his knob through the jeans. I wasn't sure what to say or. Come to think of it myaunt, also called me Dani too. I wanted to paint my finger nails once,but all we used were red crayons, trust me it doesn't work that way! Forawhile now I have been seeing things differently. I notice more so ofwhat the girls are wearing, not looking them, not seeing there tits andass, but how they looked and...well wishing I was them. I know it soundstrange but I think that's why maybe you and I are some how attracted toeach other, we are different, yet the same. I like. It felt good. It felt like he cared. Then a warnin’ voice in my head said don’t fall for him, he’s straight.We sat on the low stone wall facin’ the beach and ate our hot dogs and chips and cokes. We shared the packet of chips. It was kinda intimate takin’ stuff from the same paper bowl he was eatin’ out of. Every so often I would sneak a look at the shorts, at the bulge held in by the shiny nylon. Now that I knew it was there, I could see the blue stripes of his Aussiebum through the white. I think you’re all on your way. I got some things to do. Catch you all later.” We all ran to the bathroom to see how Amber was doing. “Are you okay?” Lucy asked. “I just wasn’t expecting him to come down my throat. It really tasted gross.” “You guys did an awesome job. In a few months, will call our guy friends to come over again and we'll show them how we give blow jobs now. I bet they'll be very impressed with our skills. We'll probably be the most popular senior girls in September, when.