A Plain Girl Emerges From Her Shell. |
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Introduction: The hand that had been at my breast, was now drifting down again, for a moment it caressed my stomach, then of a sudden, it was pressing through my skirt, and between my legs. Automatically I fought against this unknown intrusion, I began to struggle, her hand stopped pushing, but still sat where it was. She lifted her head to look at me, “Diane, I want to touch you, and I know you want me to, just let it happen.” Then she kissed me again, I had realised that I loved her kiss. |