“Thanks,” she said. “I’m glad you’re my friend.”“And I’m glad you’re mine. I wish I could help you, but I have the wrong anatomy!”...Clarissa laughed, “True! But I sure don’t mind the occasional hug. The girls hug all the time and nobody says anything. It’s not the same for Robby and Lee, obviously.”“No. They’d risk being beat up, or worse. When you need a hug, just let me know.”“You seemed to know just now, and it was perfect.”Sandy, Angie, and Sophia came in just then, and Robby and Lee arrived. If that happened it would start a fight and end the friendship even though every word might be true. So anyway, every once in a while, I would look over at Jo when these other girls were coming on to me and there would be a little knowing smirk on her face. I later learned that she was getting a huge kick out of it and thought it was the funniest thing ever. After all, she knew I had never dated until I was twenty years old and had only dated two girls up to this time. One night after our. She has a bright rich red bush of tightly curled pubic hair that camouflages a nice clitoral hood and a small pink button that can extend out about ¼ inch when it really gets excited, and it always seems to get excited around her spouses. Her internal labia are slightly outside her external. When she bends over they protrude out behind her like a blossom surrounded by soft red moss.Her tastes and aromas are interesting. The taste of her pussy being a bit salty and coppery and the aroma being. I’m sorry, shall I leave the room?”Mom and dad exchanged glances.“Throw me my bath towel,” said mom without getting up so as not to expose her tits.Shaking, I grabbed the bath towel and handed it to her whilst looking away, so she could cover herself up.I now expected a good telling off, especially from dad.“Oh you poor thing” said mom to my surprise. “I should have thought about it a bit more before asking you to massage me with so little on.”“Rasheed!” said dad in his authoritarian tone,.