Outside I'm just kind of a girl." It must be hard." Sandy kissed me."It sucks," I sighed a minute later. "I like guys though, you know?" No," Sandy sh...ook her head slightly."No?" I bit my lip, unsure of what that meant or what I wanted to say. I didn't want to hurt her feelings or anything. What was a guy supposed to say to a girl, especially one who said she loved him, if he didn't love her? I didn't want to sound stupid either."I never liked guys," Sandy tried to explain. "Even when I was. .. sure," I said, reaching for the washcloth. I lifted it out of the water, squeezed out the excess, then with a deep breath I reached forward and touched her skin.Even through the cloth, touching her bare back like this felt exciting. She had the most flawless, perfect skin, and I found myself wanting to just run my hands over it, washcloth or no washcloth.She took her hair and pulled it to the side, throwing it over her shoulder so that I could work on her whole back. I couldn't believe how. Debbie ripped it up and threw it out of the window as we headed to the house. My cock was still hard and I was only thinking of how I was going to masturbate once I got into bed. Debbie noticed the haze in my eyes as I drove us home. She asked how I was doing. I didn't respond, too wrapped up in sexual images of Debbie and I clouding my head. We came to a stop light and Debbie reached over. She put her hand on my inner right thigh. She moved up slowly and felt the surge in my pants. My foot. They kissed again, then Miriam pushed on Jenny’s shoulders and gently pushed her down. She pressed Jenny’s legs down and locked them in place with her armpits before bringing fingers and tongue closer to her real target. That was her secret trick, making sure Jenny couldn’t move her legs much and divert the muscle tension into shivers, slowly building up to an orgasm Jenny would take time to recover from.Success was visible almost immediately, as soon as Miriam felt the legs tremble slightly.