"What is it, Kitten?" I don't want to wear that." Her voice was petulant as she crossed her arms and stared at the outfit. So it was going to be one o...f those days. "Are you sure about that, princess?" She simply nodded in reply. Confirming my assumption about how the day was going to go. "All right then. This is what you will be wearing." My tone left no room for arguments, as I put the clothes back in their proper place. I grabbed a short sleeve, pastel pink bodysuit; a white pleated skirt;. " So, I guess he's okay with not touching you yet." Well, after we talked and I told him about being scared, he said he understood. We started to make out and the next thing I knew, I was putting his hand on my boobs." What! I thought you said you told him you were scared to do that." I was, but after Kevin told me he would never do anything I didn't want to do, I wasn't as scared anymore. He's a real good kisser and I got so turned on, I just decided that I wanted him to feel me up."I giggled. She knocked and came in the room to put the tray down on the side table, near Martin. He sat up in the bed, pulling on the sheets all around him to keep him covered below his chin. Martin noticed that she was wearing her long gown as his mother used to wear at night for sleeping or when she was doing home chores. She looked very grown especially with the top couple of buttons un-done almost purposely. Marty was expecting her to leave the room straight away but she did not. Instead, she stood. He kissed her eyelids, the tip of her nose, and her lips, once again, feeling them open to receive his tongue. Another long kiss, and he went down her throat, to her collar bone, and her chest. She felt the hair on his chest rubbing along where they made contact, as he slid down her body. He took both breasts in his hands and went back and forth, kissing the flesh, and sucking at her nipples. Her breath was coming faster, yet. His lips moved slowly across her belly and down further o kiss her.