At this point I hadn't allowed anything that I hadn't permitted to happen before, well except for taking my panties off. Ricky had already been reachi...ng through my waistband and putting a finger inside me and letting me rub his cock 'til he came in his drawers. Such are the milestones in a young girl’s life.I was sure Matt would be willing to stop too. Still, I told him, "I don't go all the way Mr. Riker." It's OK," he said. "It's OK. It's Matt, honey."I didn't let boys see my pussy either,. The warm oil felt great! As his hands explored my body, I could feel my cock begin to twitch, Please don't get a boner now!!!!! PLEASE DON'T!!!I could tell that Sean was using more than just his hands to massage me. I felt his entire forearms moving up and down my legs, my back, my ass. The towel that once covered my crack was no longer felt back there. Sean's muscular hands were giving my muscles a deep tissue massage. It felt wonderful. He felt wondeful. He was massaging my lower back."you've. While I got ready in the morning, I paused and stared at myself in the mirror. What I saw was an awkward, boring, shy, tomboyish looking girl that never took any chances in life. Alix was always the blonde bombshell who was a wild, confident, pretty, girly girl that could make friends wherever she went and lived life to the fullest. Here I am, the total opposite of Alix. I've always wanted to be like Alix and maybe completing this dare may help me. I started to think about the dare again. I. .." What denomination?" I asked. Mom and Dad raised me in church. I always thought that I'd do the same thing, you know, marry, go to church on Sundays, just like I was raised. Bert was none of that. Half the time, Sunday was a hangover day for him, anyway, especially that last year."Nothing strange. You've landed in the home of a good Baptist boy." I can do 'Baptist'," I said. "I was one. With Mom and Dad."I saw the look on his face. "Last night ... How do you reconcile last night with a good.