”She gave me a boost, then followed me in. She told me to sit on the bed while she went and got each of us a can of grape soda. Maria was the oldest... of our neighborhood group at 14. She was only a couple of inches taller than me, and was very pretty. She had dark hair and dark eyes, and I think she was of Russian descent. Sometimes she would tan in her yard with her big sister. Whenever I saw her out in that little bikini, I would always spy on her. She had small breasts and a nice little. I never once said no to him, not when he wanted to do me from behind, not when he wanted a blow job, never. I would let him cum on my face, on my breasts, anywhere he wanted to. He knew I would do anything to please him sexually. There is nothing I would not do for him. I even let him bring the occasional third person into bed with us. He and his best friend did me at the same time, he was in my pussy, and his best friend..." she whispered, "...was up my butt."She began to unzip my zipper. I. ’ ‘Yes, Bill, everyone’s here,’ Emma declared. ‘And he’s there, right,’ Bill questioned. ‘Yes, Bill, I am present and accounted for,’ I announced. ‘Good to talk to you again, kid,’ Bill stated. ‘Let’s get this mess sorted out for you all.’ ‘We appreciate you taking the time to help, Bill,’ I said graciously. Emma looked at me, smiling. She must have been pleased with my demeanor towards Bill and this situation already. ‘Ok then, Emma, start with a vote,’ Bill suggested. ‘Ok, everyone who wants. Not one bit".They swapped numbers and eventually went their separate ways. She eventually split up with her boyfriend, and she still meets up with the perfect olive skinned, green eyed guy. Her life may not be perfect, but at least she's satisfied in one way.Before she knew it, they were living together. How the hell did that happen?Her mum loves him and thinks he is perfect for her. A couple of years after they first met, she woke up feeling unwell.Shit. Hope this isn't what I think it is she.