I would never ‘take her myself’. I’d ask her permission. Perhaps the reason that I never asked her out or met her outside school was because I�...�m such a useless passive unassertive man? It was so much safer to fantasize, to pretend, than to face reality and do something about it. But now the time for doing something about it was approaching fast.Z sent me a few messages on Zit but they were all practical and unemotional, making sure she’d wait for the right bus and stuff like that. We didn’t. Then she left. I saw her ass swaying like a swing in the c***dren park. Few minutes later, she walked past me with a towel around her shoulder.I saw her going to the bathroom. For few minutes, there was a huge debate going on in my mind. I was waiting for this moment since the day I saw her half-naked body but I wasn’t ready. I got nervous and scared as I have never fucked anyone before. I built up courage and walked towards the bathroom. I removed my dresses but not the underwear. I roped a. .a..aaaaaaaa..kr….issss….ha.ha…..i ………dont ………..i am vry………enjoyy.mmmmmmm…….thr…….I found her gspot as I rubbed it I started to lick her smoothly in her pussy. Her juices were flowing all over my hand. I then reacher for her breasts removing her night gown completely. She had no bra. I saw those heavenly melons. I started to lick them as fingered her with my three fingers. I bit the nipples……..Reshmi…….aaaaaa…..dont.biiiiiiiiiitttttttte them…….it pai……..me……aaaaShe started breathing heavily.. Go ahead. Oh, wait, want another cup of coffee?" Yeah, sure," I said turning to the first entry.She was back in a flash and I was already deeply absorbed in the opening page."Here. Your coffee." Oh, thanks," I said, and absentmindedly reached for the cup. Luckily I grasped it firmly, took a sip and started to read aloud."Last night I came out of the shower as I have a thousand times before. I stopped before the mirror and gazed at my nude body. This wasn't unusual, but the way I was looking at.