It wasn't my fault that you couldn't work out for yourself that those two statements automatically made this an important meeting. You were willing to... make us all, including Mark, wait for you because you didn't think Mark was important enough. Well, we're all sorry for you, but all the rest of us think Mark is more important than the few dollars a taxi would've cost you."Personally I don't think ANY of the other girls were "sorry", as one less girl improved their odds of being chosen. I'd bet. In my mothers home, it was even rude to wonder why young girls liked horses, and why they went out with other girls of their age for weekend pony rides. Id never really got any of my friends innuendo. Horses? Girls? WTF? And now, despite months in Holland, the supposed porno capital of Europe, Im still really none the wiser. School is a porno desert. And I mean a desert, not dessert. A desert &hellip, dusty, dry, and deadly. Its a perfect metaphor for my social life. So whats happening at this. The night before, after staying up on the computer all night, I went to my bed, in my room at my dad’s house and got naked. I locked the door and turned off the lights. I’m a 14 year old kid, dark brown hair, about 155 pounds. My weight doesn’t really show, because I am about 5’11 and have a slim figure. I am a fully matured kid as well, in my last stages of puberty.Anyways, I laid back, and closed my eyes. I then placed my hand on my 6 and a half inch cock and began to stroke. I was jerking. "The college textbooks against my back felt inexplicably lighter. "You'reabsolutely right." Of course I am." Rachel's eyes twinkled mischievously. "Now give Mommykisses and be a good girl."=-=-=Bathroom BeautyTears tumbled down my stubbly cheeks, dripping from my chin into thebathroom sink. I glanced at Rachel's reflection as she silently slippedbehind me and wrapped her arms around my chest. "It's going to be okay, love."I turned away from the mirror to face her. "How can you stand to bearound.