I started strok-ing her thighs and her stomach, when I inserted myfingers into her panties and began to finger her curlymound, her whole body froze. S...he clasped her long beautiful thighs together,and her last moan stuck in her throat. It took me quitea while before I realized what was happening. “Are you a virgin?” I asked her. In a soft cute voice, she shyly admitted thatshe was, and this was the first time she was, “reallygoing to do it.” This was one. ’ ‘What could I do that would make you very happy?’ ‘Oh, dear! I guess I shouldn’t bend over that way right in front of you when I’m not wearing ... oh, never mind.’ ‘It was so warm today I didn’t want to wear ... oh, you don’t need to know my worries.’Also at that point, the band stepped up its volume slightly, and invited people to dance in the space in front of them. Two-dozen couples moved into the space and swayed and jived to the various songs. The band was top notch, and quickly. This isn’t work, you know,” I pointed out to Monique.“No, but you haven’t eaten yet, I can just tell, and Sahar gave us strict orders to get you breakfast, on her dime no less. Here’s her credit card! She also told us to ‘stuff our faces,’ I should add. Naturally, she wanted some breakfast for herself, too. Now, what do you want and bear in mind that money’s no object?” Monique insisted, waving Sahar’s plastic indeed.“Wow ... damn! This must be something very important, for her to make sure. "I knew that Carol knew what boys looked like. I'm sure mom had that talk with her and used the same book that she used with me. Carol had an anatomically correct boy-doll, and she had watched as one of my mom's friends changed her infant son. I also suspected that she had experiences with boys near her own age, watching them "make pee." None of them; however: book, doll, infant, little boys, had erections."That's a hard-on, dear. It means that David is excited and wants to do this for us?.