‘Um, sure. I think I’m free.’ The subway pulled up to her stop. ‘Awesome. I hope you still think that it doesn’t matter who wins when you ge...t your butt whooped.’ And with that she darted out of the subway car, leaving me in a daze. Jean tended to have that effect on me. It wasn’t until that night that I wondered whether she had asked me out. But that wasn’t possible. We were just going bowling, right? — Patrick’s Books & Magazines was a tiny storefront that squeezed in between a drug mart and a. By this point I'm dying to have you inside of me, but my shyness keeps me from saying so. I've always been the type of person who waits for the other person to make a move. As if you were reading my mind you reach down and gently rub your cock up and down my slit, getting it wet for easy penetration. You place the head at my entrance, look into my eyes, and say, “Are you ready, my love?” “I've been ready since the moment we met, Baby.” I can feel you slowly enter me, bit by bit. It hurts me,. Siblings can't have sex." She turned up her nose adamantly. Despite everything the pair of them had done together, actual sex is where she drew the line."I don’t mean your cunt," he assured her."What… what do you mean?" she asked nervously. He placed his hands on her shoulders and pushed her to her knees. Her face was at the same level as his waist. "Oh," she gulped loudly. Despite the fact that it always ended the same way, with her coughing and choking on her own saliva, Jon simply loved. I shook my head, barely understanding what I had let Mr. Stevens do to me.Out of the shower, I dried my aching body and rubbed the towel over my hair. I left it damp as I climbed into bed. I couldn’t stop thinking about my ordeal. What a way to lose my virginity! I shed more tears, sobbing into the pillow, until, eventually, somehow, I cried myself to sleep. ~~~~~~~~ The next day in school, I was aware of other students looking at me. I guess my body language and the unsmiling face suggested.