"N-No," I said. It didn't FEEL like a lie, not right then, and yet Iknew him better than I'd ever known another person. My grip loosenedjust a bit on ...the blanket."Are you sure?" he asked. "You feel so familiar somehow." His eyes brokewith mine, wandering downward, but he tried his best to restrain them.It was so cute how he tried to not look."I'm... I'm sure," I mustered. My grip loosened a bit more, a peek oftanned skin emerging from behind my hiding place. He looked, then met mygaze again. I. But, in mid June Lanie said she was going to visit her grandparents in Denver, and wasnt going to come back to Albuquerque for two weeks. At first, everything was fine, she would send me a few pictures of herself topless, and I would happily pleasure myself to her generous gift. But even with pictures of Lanie, my regular masturbation habit was just not enough for me. I wanted the real thing, I wanted a girl I could feel, not just gawk at. Thats when I met Fay…. Fays family had moved in next-. "Wilde winced at these words — he'd heard them far too many times now. "And what might that be?"Browning told him. Wilde shouldn't have been surprised at this point, but he was. "Sir... Jesus. In light of this... minor change, we're going to need to get our people down on the surface as soon as possible if this is going to work." How soon are we talking?" Browning asked."Yesterday if we could," Wilde said, still trying to come to grips with what he'd just been told. "It's imperative we get our. “Take yours off too Laura,” she commanded.I was a little confused, but I remembered I must not ask any questions or disobey my big sister, so I took mine off too.“Now lift the front of your skirt like me,” she said.This was the first time I had seen hair on a vagina. It was very neat and trimmed. Some of the other girls had started to get some hair, but I not me. Oh how I wished I had hair!Aly pulled up on the top of her slit as I watched. “See that little nub? That’s the clitoris,” she.