It’s safe,because I’m not a little girl, I’m a little person. Whenyou look, you’ll see I have breasts that are big for mysize,... and I have a lot of pubic hair. And if I were alittle girl, I wouldn’t talk like this.”He listened to her without moving. She soundedconvincing, but he turned around slowly and put hishands over his eyes and looked between his fingers. Shewas right about the breasts and pubic hair. Finally, heput his hands down. She got up and slowly. Karl knew that Odette was approaching her first orgasm. Her breathing changed and she emitted small moans at her hip roll-clitoris rubs. Her breathing, her rhythm of motions and her moans were accelerating. Odette drew in a deep breath, sank to the bottom of her last stroke, arched backwards and hugged Karl’s neck, garbling out a cry of ecstasy. Karl kept his hands firmly on her ass to be sure she didn’t move about errantly and hurt him. When Odette had regained her regular breathes and senses,. We talked about school, my work, his fraternity, and everything under the sun... except sex. I knew that it was on both of our minds, but I appreciated his efforts to make this evening about more than the naughty things we had said to each other on the phone over the previous weeks.As we were sharing a tiramisu, I was the one that finally broached the subject."So, did you bring those panties home that I accidently included in your bag?" I asked, smiling. "I'm guessing they must be pretty worn. ??Oh ? that?s cool. Well anyway, thanks for taking me home,? I saidsincerely. ?I hope it?s not too far out of your way.??It?s no problem at all,? she replied, sounding sincere as well. ?Ijust thought we should get to know each other a little better.?I wondered what that was supposed to mean. Nothing ominous, I hoped!?Uh, so did you want me to tell you more about myself??Marcia laughed. ?No, I think we?ve already talked about you quite a bittonight. I feel like I know you pretty well ? but maybe.