Half the k**s were boring, the other half beyond saving - of course, you couldn't say that to the oh so loving, caring parents.She was already bored o...f the sound of her voice. "Thoughful c***d... improved effort... detailed knowledge of... blah blah blah."She couldn't stop her mind from wandering back to the previous night. Against common sense, her friend Karen had persuaded her to come out."It'll be wicked, Hels, promise!"Wicked was right, thought Helen with a smile.They'd gone to a flash bar. The reality dawned on me that now I was going to undressagain, and I didn't feel in the least bit nervous. Kirsten had seen me nakedin the store, but she had also seen me getting off on her reflection in themirror. She offered to lend me a long nightshirt but I declined. I undressedquickly and climbed into bed, enjoying the feel of the clean linen on my nakedskin. Honestly, it wouldn't have surprised me if Kirsten had climbed into thebed beside me, but instead, and to my relief, she flicked off. I admit I was always a tease, for him anyway. Subtle things like buttoning my blouse as I enter the room to not so subtle such as wearing a tight white tee and rubbing ice on my nipples as he's walking up the walkway. All in good fun and trust me he did the same, I had seen many a raging hard on in his jeans and shorts.Wasn't always this way. The sex part that is, the flirting that was always there. Then recently we both went for what we each knew the other wanted and now we get it on most. I never thought I wasn’t going to be with a man. I do enjoy them, when properly trained they can be quite good in bed. However that takes time, energy and usually a relationship for it to work in my favor. For once I would just love to fall into you and understand what it is you whisper to me about. Can I let go of what I know? Can I even address these issues with you in our current situation? I can only hope that time unveils us as good friends if that were to be our only fate. I know you’ve.