Did this new ability mean I could actually effect a change? If I could, should I? Was what had gone before immutable? This led me into thinking about ...divine providence, the law of averages, fate, and just plain old luck.This was something that could really drive you crazy! If I did something in the past, would it change the outcome, today? Could I change something that had already happened, and was history? If I did, would the history books change to reflect it? No, I was going to try to keep. He pushed my legs apart and leaned forward to place his stubbly chin on my sopping wet expectant cunt. He rubbed it up and down just like he had done with Jane and I was squirming with the pleasure/pain. I was gushing again and he started to lap at my slit, rubbing my clit with his nose. I was already so close before this so I grabbed his hair and pulled viciously as my orgasm hit me, pressing his face into my cunt. I don't know whether through anger, need, or embarrassment.As I came down from. And, to my personal amusement, slide OUT of the opening in the front like a snake looking for a meal. heheWith the arousal came an urge to cover up. I was certain, if anyone was looking, they could see how hard i had become. But that was far from a deterrent. I wanted to see MORE - in fact, I ached to rub myself. it was one of those moments where you wished you were invisible so you could watch without being seen and stroke while you enjoyed the scenery!!Luckily, she was someone who wasn’t. Whatever." I finally did get to slam the door and it wasn't nearly as satisfying as I'd hoped for.What was the deal with me, I wondered? We talked about girls like that all the time, or mostly my friends did and I just listened and gave them a hard time about it. Why the big deal now? I'd felt hurt by what Kyle had been saying and that was new to me. It wasn't something I'd expected and I should have been able to ignore it. But I couldn't. So I was changing, wasn't I? Did I want to be a little.