Says it right on the tin.  I'll warn you when we get to potential
triggers.  This is suburban, again to illustrate the difference between the city, and the country.  I needed an example from the overlap between.

;

Chloe (Fg Toys NS)

"Where did you get that?"  I dropped it.

She surprised me.  "Momma's room?"  So, I picked it up.

She looked gross, "Do you know where it's been?"

"I saw it."

"When?"  Her eyebrows scrunched together.

"When you're sleeping over with your friends."

"She showed you?"

"No," I giggled, "I hid.  Under her bed, and then I heard her, so
I peeked."

She giggled too.  "And you saw it?"

I nodded, "She had it inside her."

"Wh, what did she say?"

"She said 'Chloe!'  And chased me out.  But I saw it."

"You're too young to play with that."

"She said that too, and I'm too little.  It won't fit."

"Well, put it back."

"You want to play with me?"

"You're to little."

"I know, but I got nobody to play with.  I don't have friends
like you, and."  My brother doesn't want to play with me, because
I'm a girl, and he just wants to play stupid mean boy games, and
he's stupid, and mean.

"Now, don't start crying, come on."

She took me in momma's room.  "Now, where did you find it?"

"In there."  I pointed at the drawer.

"Well, put it back, before she gets off work."

"Claire?"

"Now what?"

"Now will you play with me?"

"Huh!"  She rolled her eyes, "What do you want to play?"

"Well, what do you play with your friends?"

"You know, stuff."

I shook my head.  "You have toys like that?"

"Like what?"

"Momma's toy."

"No!  Ew!  Do you even know, what that.  Thing, is?"

I giggled, "It's a toy willie."  She made a gross face.  "You
don't like it."

"Huh!" she pushed me out, "Come on."  Shut the door.  "Do you
know what a lesbian is?"

"A pervert."  I nodded.  "Momma told me."

"No, uh!  Well, mom is.  Still a little old fashioned, but
there's nothing, wrong with it."

"You're a lesbian!"

"Chloe.  Sit down, and let's talk a minute."  I did sit, and
nodded.  "Okay, it means I don't like Penis.  Stop giggling, this
is serious!"

"I'm sorry," I couldn't help it!  "Joey plays with his!"  I seen
it!

"Lesbians are girls that love one another, instead of men."

"Like your friends."

"Well, no.  I don't have any lesbian friends."

"You wanna kiss them!"

"No?"  She looked away, but I saw it.  The way she looks at them,
her friends, like the ladies in a romantic movie.

I giggled, "Which one!?"

"Huh!  Well."

;

Sabrina (Girl Talk)

I don't really have anyone to talk about it with.

"Can you keep a secret?"

"Hmh!"

"Huh!  Well, you know Savannah."

"She's pretty!"

"Huh!  Yeah."

"You want to kiss her?"

"I.  Well, I did, once."

"What happened?"

"She didn't like it."

"Did you play with her boobies?"

"No, Chloe!  Huh!"  I covered my heart.

"I'm not stupid, you know.  I saw it."

"What?"

"Girls, playing with their boobies.  You play with your's don't
you?"

I put my hand down.  "Chloe, that's private."

"I want boobies to play with."

"Where did you see it?"

"In the dirty books?"  She nodded.  "Momma keeps them with her
toy willie."

"Mom.  Looks at porn?"  She nodded.  "Wait, she has lesbian
porn?"

"I think so, they were kissing and everything!"  She got up, and
came back.  "See?"

"Uh!"  Straight porn.  "Well, Chloe."  I took it, "Look, these
aren't real lesbians, they're bisexual, or fake lesbians.  See?
There tits aren't even real, and look at their nails."

"There pretty."  She nodded.

"Yes, but they're too long, and.  Look.  See the guy watching
through the door?"  Don't look down, at.  It.  "Huh!  That's what
this is for, for guys to look at, and jerk off thinking about
lesbians, when there not even real lesbians."

"But momma looks at it too."

"She probably just reads the stories."  I flipped back.  Tilted
my head.  "Now Chloe."  My face warmed up, "You know better than
to say anything about this, to mom?"

"About you being a lesbian?"

"Mhm?"  I pointed, "That."  Tapped the page, "That's what a real
lesbian looks like."

"She's fat."

"Hihn, yeah."

"Like Savannah, and momma."

"Well, that doesn't mean she's.  Well."  She does have this in
her room, "Huh!  You know, she has a dildo, and."

"What's that?"

"Her toy penis."

"Oh," she giggled again.

"She's got big boobs."

"Yeah."

"Uh, are they real?"

"I think so."  They sure sag a lot, and her nipples look huge!

"Can I play with one too?"

"Chloe!  No!"  I covered them up.

"Well, it's not fair, you got two of them, and I don't got none.
You have all these friends, and."

"Chloe, calm down."  I almost shook her!  "You're getting
hysterical again."

"Nh!"  She relaxed.  "I won't tell.  Momma."  She looked down,
"If you let me play with one."

I shouldn't have.  Really shouldn't even have felt my bra right
in front of her.  She's my sister, and she's so young, and
skinny.  Not really my type, even if she wasn't my sister, I like
big girls, with big tits, and tummies, and.  "Uh!  I didn't care.
 That her hands were too small.  And boney, and, "Chloe, stop!"

She giggled.

"Let me take my shirt off."

;

Chloe

I'm not stupid, you know.  Everyone seems to think, just cause
I'm little, that my brain doesn't work, but I know what lesbians
are.  I read the stories, and they told me.   All about it, what
they do, and what they like, I even guessed that Sabrina might
be, well.  She sure looks at her friends a lot, but I showed her
pictures, because we didn't really have time to read a story, and
I was scared she'd take it in her room to read, and leave me
alone to play with my dolls.

I like my dolls, I do, but they don't do anything.  Even the ones
that can talk always say the same things, and you have to do
everything, and I just didn't want to wait for my friends to come
over.  I have friends, they were just busy, and it's boring, with
nobody real to play with.  So, I seduced her.  I knew as soon as
she started getting red, like mommy when she watched her romance
move, and went to bed with her toy willie, it was working.

She touched her boobs, looking at the picture, of the fat lady,
touching the skinny little girl.

"Huh!"  She took her shirt off.  So, she's a lesbian.  I don't
care, if that means I have to play lesbian so she'll play with
me?  "Huh!"  She slipped off her bra straps, and turned it
around, so the buckle was in front.

I seen boobies, in the magazines, but hers were so red, she
looked sunburnt.  Like that one time, she got sunburnt, cause she
took a nap out in the back yard she woke up red, and itchy, but
she felt hot.  "Mhm!"  Blinked, and looked down at my hands.  It
was squishy, and so big, I needed both hands, and I said.

"It's okay, if you want to kiss me."

She closed her eyes, and I guess she imagined her friend
Savannah.  She's fat, and gross, and I don't know what she sees
in her, but I don't care.  Her tongue tickled, so I had to stop,
and giggled.

"Huh!" she took my hands, "Here." and put them on her boobs.
Both of them this time, so I squeezed them together, and bounced
them a little, like bouncy balls, and giggled, it was fun!

I don't know about the other stuff.  In the stories, like.  You
know, licking pussy?  That's what they call it, there pussies,
and lesbians like to lick it, but that's gross.   Isn't it?  I
mean, I pee of course, everyone pees, but it's not like when my
brother pees, I have to wipe, but still.  You can't get all of
it, so I bet it tastes like pee, unless you wash it out real
good, and did she doosh?  That's like a karate pop from the ice
cream man, or half of one, they stick in there pussies to wash it
out.  Like an enema, only in the pussy, instead of their butt.
There was this one girl, in the stories.  She liked dooshes, and
enemas, and fucking in her butt.

"Hehn!"

"Lay down."  Her boobs went flat, not like mommas do.  Without a
bra on, they go all the way in her armpits, and get so sweaty,
and gross, but Sabrinas, there nice, and perky, so I can just
squeeze them together again, but, "Here, let me get your pants
off."

She undid the button for me, so i could help her pull them down,
and pushed her panties off all by herself, but she's hairy.  I
giggled.

"What?"

"You don't shave."

"Of course not, cause I'm a lesbian?"

"Oh," I didn't know that, neither.  I'm learning a lot, like they
don't really have long nails, or fake boobies, but her leg hairs
aren't that long, and there's not a lot of them, but they stick
up.  So, I tried to pet them down, but they just stuck back up,
and she had goose bumps.

"Hhm!"

She smelled weird.  Not pissy at all, but.  Wet, I guess.  The
girls in the stories get hot and wet, but she doesn't look wet.
She sure feels hot, and she's red all over, even her boobies now,
and she's squeezing them together, and pinching her nipples, and
"Oh, oh Savannah!"

"Hihihmn!"

"Oh!"  She blinked.  "Oh, I'm sorry, Chloe."

"It's okay."  She's in love with Savannah, "I don't mind."  As
long as I get to play with her, but she's really stinky, and
gross now.

"Umh!"  She bit her lip.  "You think you could touch me.  Down
there?"

"Your pussy?"

"Hihn," she closed her eyes, "Yeah!"

I tried it.  I think mine's broken, or it's not turned on yet,
because it never even did anything.  Like playing with a doll, i
could go through the motions, but I never really felt, any of the
stuff in the stories.  Hot, and red, and.

"You're not wet."

"Nhm?  Yeah I am, or.  I'm getting wet, huh?"  She shook her
head.  "Inside, it just takes a little while to leak out."

Like pee, or even grosser.  I made a face.

"Here," she licked her fingers, and wiped it on.  "Try that."

I smelled my fingers, and shook my head.

"Hauk!'  I blincked.  "Spit!"  She wiped that on too, so i tried
to hawk up a loogie too.

"Try that."

She was wet anyway, so at least I didn't have to put them in my
mouth.  You know, my fingers, instead of go wash them first.  So,
she'd get bored, and go play with herself in her room.

"Is this your clit?"

"Hm, yeah."

I tickled it, and giggled, but she just closed her eyes, and took
a deep breath.  Let it out, and sighed.

You know, I'm starting to think the stories lie?  For one thing,
it's not hard at all.  I thought it was supposed to be, like a
button?  The girls in the story call it that, a love button, but
why do they lie?  About sex, I men guys can't even find it, I
heard about that.  A man needing directions to find the clit,
when it's right there.  Just spread it open, and look, how can
you miss it?

And another thing, it's supposed to get her off, just like that.

"Like this?"

"Mhm, you're doing good.  Just keep doing that."

"Did you get a orgasm?"

"Not yet, Chloe, just keep doing what you're doing."

But the girls in the stories.  Maybe she's just insensitive. One
of the girls said a Hair Trigger.

"Hihihn!"  Now I get it.  But they all do it so fast.  I guess if
it didn't take so long, she'd get off, and probably stop wanting
to play with me, so I'm glad.

"Am I doing it right?"

"Hm, yeah.  Just, if you want to get me off, you might have to
touch inside, too."

"Oh."  I think it's starting to leak out.  "Here?"

"Yeah, in there."

"Oh," she means inside inside.  Her.  Pussy.

"Nh!  Yeah!"

"Hihin!"  It's really warm, and squishy in there!

"Uh!" she humped, "Huh!"

"Did you?"

"No, not yet."  Just, keep rubbing my clith, hm!"  She nodded,
and closed her eyes.  Bit her lip, but I still didn't feel
anything hard in there.  Maybe something, in the skin, but when I
pulled it up, it was just more skin, and soft.  Instead of hard,
and it looks funny.

I just touched it, with the tip of my tongue, but it didn't taste
like pee, or anything.  Just like skin, but I had to, since my
fingers were busy, holding her open, and my other fingers were
stick inside her.

2 of them, just like I seen in the girls in the nudie books do
it.

"Oh, damn."

Momma came home.  So I went out quick, and closed the door,
before she caught us.  Playing lesbian, she doesn't know.  It's a
secret.

;

Sabrina

"Oh, damn."

Wouldn't you know, just when I was starting to get close, mom
comes home, and ruins it.

"Huh!"  She ran for the bathroom.

"Where's your sister?"

"She's gonna take a shower."

She washed her hands, I think.  I heard her running water in the
sink, anyway, then they went up the hall.

"Well, help me with dinner."

"Okay, mom."

"Whew!"  That was close!  Good idea, though.  She said it loud
enough for me to hear it.  Loud and clear, and that might give me
a chance to finish what she started.

"So," I waited until I heard them, putting cans up in the
kitchen, and snuck out to the bathroom.

Naked, I can't believe we just did that!  I don't know what came
over me, for me to do that, to my little sister, but no.

She did it.  "Huh!"  She did everything, I just let her.  So, I
waited for the water to heat up, and turned the cold on, until it
was nice and warm before I got in.

"Hah!"  I wet my hair, and pulled it back.  Over my neck, I shook
it to get it good and wet, but.

I feel guilty.  Just the thought of mom coming in, and catching
me naked, with her.  Feeling me up and, playing with my vagina.

Why don't they have a sexy word for vagina?  For penis, either, I
guess.  I wouldn't know, but dick, or cock, or, whatever.  I
don't care about that, because even if they did, it wouldn't make
them any more attractive.

Vagina sounds, so.  Medical, and doctory.  Pussy's just silly,
and cunt, or twat is brutal, and nasty.

Well, okay, I'm feeling a little nasty now too, but it's not.
"Huh!"  It's not because she's my sister.  Surprisingly, I would
think, that should have turned me off, but it didn't.  I even
kept telling myself that, she's only 7, and she's my sister, and
that's.

Incest.

"Huh!"  Really, it was Savy.  I said her name, and that's when I
started feeling guilty, but then I tried to think about her.
Instead of Chloe, but I couldn't.  I really thought that, since
she doesn't have a whole lot of luck with the boys, and sure, I
can have any boy I want, but that's the problem.  I don't want
one, so when she took me aside, and asked me if I knew anyone
that liked her.

"Huh!"  I made her uncomfortable.  She didn't tel anyone, but I
shouldn't have done that, and what is Wrong with me!?

It should've made me uncomfortable.  Getting felt up by my little
sister, but it didn't.  It was even hotter, and sexier than I
could ever imagine, in my wildest fantasies, and even in the
stories we read together at sleepovers.

Oh yeah, and mom has porn.  And a dildo, I didn't even check.
All my friends got there's from their dad's stashes, or her
brother, since he's old enough to get them now, but I never even
thought.

Chloe did.  That's another thing I didn't consider.  I just
assumed, since I remember when I was that age, I knew I wasn't
like the other girls.  I didn't want to talk about boys, or
kissing boys, I even got to kiss them.  My friends, practicing
for boys, since they always ran away, but I never.  Even thought
about doing anything sexual, until I was much older.

She doesn't even have all her teeth yet!  All the ones in the
front, but they're tiny, and look sharp, so I'm glad she didn't
try to eat me, or suck my nipples, but I better get out, and get
dressed.

This isn't working, I'm not figuring it out, just going over and
over the same thoughts, and I better have a talk with her.

"Mom?"  She was in the kitchen, at the stove, but Chloe looked
right at me.  "Can we go out now?"  Never look at her the same
again.

"After dinner."  She nodded, and stirred something.  In a
skillet, it smelled good, but I had a towel on.  "Okay, I'll go
tell Sabrina."

[Wives, and Mistresses]  Pictures, and stories, and stories with
pictures.

I went in, and she shut the door.  "Did you douche?"

"What?"

"Your pussy, did you clean it out good?"

"Chloe!"

"What?  I just had my fingers in there, but it was stinky."  She
rubbed her nose.

"Well, lower your voice, you don't want mom to hear."

"She's busy, and the skillet's sizzling real loud."  She shook
her head, "I wanna do it, but not if you're too stinky."

"Huh!'  I sat down, "So, you are a lesbian too."

"I don't know?"  She thought, "Maybe when I grow up, but I don't
feel like an anything yet."

"Oh, well I guess I didn't even try it, until I started having
sexual feelings."

"Well, I haven't yet."

"Then why do you want to do it?"

She shrugged, "You're my sister?"

"Yeah, but you know that's."  I lowered my voice.  'incest?'  I
didn't mean to giggle.

"So?  I don't care.  It's fun, and I love you.  I know you're
lonely, and you don't have any real lesbian to have sex with.
Well, I don't have no boobs to play with, and it's like practice
kissing?"  I nodded.  "So, I was think for when I do grow up, it
might be nice to know how to do it.  For when I can play with
myself."  She shut up, with the door open.  "Now, get dressed,
we're going out."

Can't do it here, but she's right.  I didn't think about that
either, so i grabbed some clothes, and took them in the bathroom.
 Hung up the towels, and got out one of mom's douches.  I
probably should have washed before we.  Well, it just happened,
I'm still at a loss exactly how I ended up naked, with my
sister's fingers inside me, but it did.  She still wants to do
it, and she's not even very good at it, but she wants to learn.

She said I was "Stinky," and I believe it.  It's not like I
planned it to happen, but at least she's not out there telling
our mom I'm a lesbian, and I molested her.

I didn't, she didn't even take anything off.  I didn't see her
naked, much less touch her.  I just let her touch me, and that's.
 So, wrong, but she wants to do it, so I'll let her.

It's not anything like the stories in that incest magazine we
read, though.  I'll tell you that!

So, I ran the sink, and douched.  Then filled it up to rinse the
vinegar out and douched again.  And again, to make sure I was
good and clean.

It's the least I could do for her, considering what she was
willing to do for me.

;

Chloe

"Be back before dark!"

"Okay, mom."

Good thing my brother came home to do the dishes, or she'd be
stuck with that, too.  Since I helped with dinner, and she got
some money for watching me.  I giggled.

"So, where should we go?"

"I don't know, I never did it before."

"Me neither.  And all the times I tried was over at friends
houses, so.  Then he called me a slut!"

"Huh!?"

We kept walking, but he looked back, until we turned the corner.

"Sorry, I just didn't want him to hear what we're talking about."

"So," go idea, "Help me look for someplace private."

"And romantic?"

"What's romantic?"

"You know it's."

"I know what it means," I'm not stupid, "Silly, I just don't know
what's really romantic.  We can't watch the sunset, and make it
home in time, so if you want somewhere romantic, you're gonna
have to think of something."

"You're right." she shook her head, and smiled, "It's hard to
believe you're half my age."

"Well, thanks."

"You're really ahead of me, I wasn't even thinking about this
stuff when I was that young."

Well, that was worth it.  Just for her to admit that I do know
something.  Even as young as I am, I still have a lot to learn,
but people seem to think you learn everything you need as soon as
you grow up, and.  "Huh!"  I hugged her.  "I love you, Sabrina."

"I love you too, Chloe."

"Kiss me?"

She looked around, "Okay."

I closed my eyes, and of course she kissed me before.  She even
licked my lips once, when we first got started, but before that,
it was always one of those sister kisses.  You know, when you
have to kiss her goodnight?  So, it's like say you're sorry.
Even if you don't mean it, but this time it wasn't fake.

"Huh!"  I felt my lips, and smiled.  "Mh, you're getting hot
again."

"Yeah," she took my hand, "Come on."

"What about down there?"  I pointed.

"That doesn't look very romantic."

"Yeah, and it's dirty."  She just took a shower.

"Oh, and I douched."  I giggled.

"Good."

"So, you just want to masturbate, me?"

"Uh huh.  I think.  I don't know if I want to, lick it.  Let's
see what it smells like when we get there."  She squeezed my
hands.  "Uhm, you think he likes me!?"  I did that thing at the
end.  When older girls talk about boys, and their voices squeek?
She just kept walking, didn't even look back.

"Huh!  I don't want to make you do, anything you don't want."

"Okay?"  Shrug, "I don't really know what I want, to do.  As long
as I do it with you."

"Really?"

"Yeah, I can trust you.  You're my sister, and nobody knows me as
good as you.  So, I know you won't hurt me, or take advantage of
me."

"Yeah, it's weird."  She had to think, so we didn't say anything.

"Hey, Sabrina."  She just walked faster.  "Where you going?"

"Just ignore him."  I nodded.

"Maybe when your sister's not around, we can go out for a coke,
or something?"

"Huh!  I told you I'm not interested.  Even when she wasn't
around, I wasn't interested before, and I'm not interested now.
I'm not going to be any more interested later, so give up, and go
back to your friends.  It's not happening, I'm not interested."

"Slut bitch!"

"Huh!"

"Well, that's sexy!"  I giggled.

"He always does that.  Whenever a girl says no, he calls us slut,
then acts like it never happened the next time."

I kept giggling, "He does know what a slut is, right?"

"I don't know.  I don't even know him, really.  I already told
him, the reason he doesn't have a girlfriend is he calls us
names, but he won't stop."

She's not hot any more.  "Yeah, and he hits on anybody, so you
have to wonder if he'd cheat on you, even if you did go out with
him."

"Yeah, you know you're right?"  I giggled, "How did you get so
smart?"

"I don't know."  I just am.  "I just think about, people.
Especially what they're feeling, cause it's.  Well, I don't know
why.  I just like to.  I don't know what they're feeling, really.
 I guess I just wonder about it.  A lot, really."

"Well, that's because you care.  Boys don't care, as long as they
get what they want."

"Pussy."  I nodded.

"Hihin!  Chloe!"

"Well, they can't have it.  I want your pussy."  Just like the
girls say in the story.  "Your hot wet pussy."

"Hihihn!"

"Come on."  I thought of something, "In here."

Tickled her legs.  "NihihinAhaha!"

"Quiet!"  I rubbed them.  "You don't want them to hear you."

"Oh, Chloe!"  She hugged me, and kissed me.  So, I kept feeling
her legs.  "Snh!"  She sniffed, and kept kissing, but I felt the
hairs stick up, and she shivered.  "HhHhH!"  She was starting to
get hot again, so I thought I'd try kissing her neck.  "Huh!
Chloe.  Oh god, I love you so much!"

I felt better.  I wanted her to play with me before, but now.  I
just want to make her happy.  To give her an orgasm, I think we
were nearly there before mom got home, and I want to see.  What
it's really like, if I can't have one, and it's going to be years
before I can even start thinking about getting them, but I can
give her one.

I bet.  It just takes longer than it does in the stories.  And
I'm not good at it yet, but I'm learning.  I bet I'm gonna be
real good at it by then.

;

Sabrina (Girl Code)

I don't guess it matters where we go.  There's like a little line
of bricks, though.  On the wall, but they stick out, all the way
around, with like a little wall of bricks under them?

Around back, we got far enough away from the dumpsters I couldn't
smell them, but it was still dirty.  I wanted to lie down, naked
like I did in bed, but at least I could sit on it.  Or a little,
I put my hands up to hold myself, when my hips pushed off, and my
knees went weak, because I can't help it.

"Snh?"  She smelled it first, and I couldn't see her face.  Just
her head under my skirt, so she could see what she's doing.

I guess mom will go back to work.  Next week, we don't really
have a lot of time after school, so she's likely to come home,
and catch us.  Even if we don't, we had to stop before it
happened.

"I like your, lips?"

"Mhm?"  She touched them.  "Labia, but that's what it means."

"Smip!"  Her fingers were wet, so I felt them slip down again,
and spread me open.  "Labia, or lips?"

"I like labia better."

Sunday brunch.  That's gonna be the best time, she's pretty busy
on Saturdays too, so the weekend, but until then, we can do this,
if we don't get caught.

She giggled, "Especially the little ones."

"HhHihn!"  I shivered, but she slicked them down, and felt
inside.

"Nh, not yet."

"Sorry."

"I'm not ready for that yet."

"Okay," she felt up.

"Ngh!"  My clit. "Gently."

"Sorry." she petted it, not as hard.  Pulled her head out, to
look up.  But she didn't stop.  "Like this?"

"Yeah, that's good.  Slow down."  She did.  "Huh!  Can you feel
up my shirt?"

"Okay."  She nodded, and pulled it up.

I didn't wear a bra, probably why i got so much attention, on the
way down here, but now it was paying off, because I didn't have
to take one off.  Her fingers, she was doing it by feel, but
she's getting better.

"Now, try it, inside."

She felt it.

"Ngh!"

"Not yet?"

"Noh, uh.  You have to just swirl it around, until your finger
gets wet."

"It's wet."  She nodded.

"Okay, then try to wiggle your pinky in first."  Gently, slowly,
I didn't even have to tall her.  She was so careful.  "Huhhhh!"
I relaxed.  Glad I had the bricks to sit on, and hold onto.
"Now, just pull it out a little, and.  Nh, huh!"  I just closed
my eyes again.  "Yeah."

She's learning.

The nice thing is I don't have to do it.  It's distracting, doing
it, and having to think about it, instead of just letting her do
it, and I'm glad I don't have to talk her all the way through it.

"Huh, yeah, deeper.  Mh, hm!"  I nodded."Clit, don't forget the
clit."

Her finger swiped, my pubes aside, so she could open her hand,
and it twisted a little.

"Hah!"

"Like this?"

"Yeah, slower.  Slow down, then pick up the pace."

She nodded, and stuck her tongue out.  Chewed it, concentrating,
but I don't have to keep my eyes open, and the fluttered a couple
times, before they stayed down.

"Nhhhm!"  I humped, and caught myself.  "Huh!"  She slipped out.

"Let me try another finger."

"Try two."  I sat down, and showed her.  "These two, and your
thumb."  m|L

She nodded, and stuck her head back under me skirt, but I closed
my eyes, and just felt her fingers again

"Shlup!" Wet again, splitting open my labia, then her thumb
slicked the inner folds back up.

"Nh!"

"Hold still."

"I'm trying."

"So," she slipped her middle finger in.  "I was thinking," kind
of pried it, sideways, to wiggle her pointer, until it slipped in
too.

"Nh, hm?"

"If we say tickle your lips."

"Yeah, tickle my lips."  I like that.

""Hmhm?"

"A little faster."

"And, nose?"

"Ngh, mhm!"  I just nodded.  "I can rub your nose, faster."

"Yeah, pull them out."

"Why?"

"Huh!  Uh!  Give me your hand."

I took it, and shook my head.  Wiping the juice over my lips, and
around my nostrils, like I do with my fingers.  She giggled, but
I took a deep breath.  "Nhhhhhhh!  huh!"   I let go, and felt her
fingers, slip down my face.  Wet on the side of my nose, so it
went cool, but for a minute.  Even her skiny little bony fingers
brushed my nose so gently they felt like lips.  "Snh!"  I
imagine, never really having a chance, to see the real thing up
close, so I did what I could, but she spat in her hand, and wiped
it on first.

"I think I'll try my thumb this time."  She pulled up my skirt,
and nodded under it.

"Noh!  Oh, nyeah!  Yes, don't stop!"  I didn't mean no, it just
sounded like it, when her fingertips slipped up.

She nodded.  Wiggled her fingers, pinching it gently.

"Nose."  I nodded, "I like that."

Just wish I didn't have to hold myself up.

"Touch my chest?"

She pulled her head out, so my skirt flopped down, and she could
reach back up my shirt.

;

Chloe

"Hah!  Ihn, yeah?"  She held her breath, and shivered.  "Nh,
hHhHhHn, huhhhh!  Yeah."

So, this is the best way.  I can't imagine, twisting my arm
around so I can get my thumb in, but I did 2 fingers before.  I
just don't get wet inside like her, and I'm tighter, and littler,
and it takes a whole lot more spit.

So, that's the thing with lesbians.  You can't lick yourself, or
reach it, like this.  So, that's how they have sex, the stuff
they can't do to themselves, I figured that out.

Then, I felt it.

"Oh!"  In my head first, but I never felt my heart.  Like this
before, it was beating real fast.  I knew she must be getting
close, so I wiggled my thumb in as fast as I could, because that
seemed to work the best on her.

It's like a hug?  I giggled, because i found out she has a muscle
in there, then I stood up, and hugged her.  I had to turn my
thumb around, because she's loose enough for that, but it still
came out.  So, I put my fingers back in, just to feel her muscle
inside.

So, I could hug her.  "Huh!  Yeah."  I loved her before, but now.
 When you need a hug, and then you get it?  That's what it feels
like in my chest, and hugging her just made it feel stronger.
"Hhihn!"

I like her boobs, too, but really its just her waist.  My arm
around her, and holding her.  Her tummy pumping on my chest, and
her shirt rubbing my face, and my hair on my neck, and I hold my
fingers still.  So, I can feel her muscle.  Still squeezing them
together, but not as hard, and softer, and softer until I can't
feel it any more, but her hairs crinkle in my hand, and I slip
them back up.  One more time, so her nose slips between them, and
pet her pussy.

"Hah.  Huh!"  I just hold her, in both arms while she catches her
breath.

I guess I'm a hugger, I like to hug, and cuddle in front of the
TV, and this is easily the best hug I ever had my whole life.
Not even a close second I can remember, blows them all out of the
water.

Now I know, I love her more than a sister ever should.

I just made love to her, hugged her tighter, even knowing she'd
never leave me alone again.

;

Sabrina

"Can you pull my panties up?"

"Yeah," she helped me scooch into them, and let my skirt back
down.

I think I have some tissues, in my purse.  Napkins, it's not real
clean in the bottom, so I shake one out, and wrap the outside
around the outside.  To use the inside, I leave in there.  To
soak up any more that leaks out.

"That was good!"  I patted her back.  Proud of her, and still
glowing, so even the road sign looked beautiful, or at least the
green part they made reflectors for drivers at night.

"Hehn!  Hihnehnuh!"  Look back, "Sun's going down."

"We can watch the sunset on the way back."

"Perfect!"

She's my sister, we walk around together all the time, and
there's no way the strangers even suspect why my face is
tingling, I can't stop grinning, and giggling, because everything
tickles a little in my heart.  "Ihihihn!"

"What's it like?"

I looked back, whispered.  'orgasms?'  she nodded.  "Huh!  Well,
they're all different."  I squeezed her shoulder, "Sometimes they
tickle, and sometimes they tingle, but this time?  Huh!  It was
just so quivery, and squishing inside."

"Yeah."  She hugged me, and I held her, quietly walking past.  I
frowned at him, turning my head, and warning him.

Don't

Even

Look at me.

But he didn't get the message.

Well, that killed the mood.  Party pooper.

"Yeah, I felt that too.  You have a muscle in there?"

I nodded, "On the bone."  Felt it myself.  This time around her
fingers, then under her.  Feeling me up after she pulled out.

You know, that just may be the best part?  "Heuwn!"

"You want to try it on me, tonight?"

I looked around, "Tickling your lips?"  I love that!

She shook her head.  "Kissing them."

"Oh, YEAH!?"  I looked around.  "I mean.  Yes.  That would be,
great."

She gigged against me, and brushed the side of my shirt.  With
her face.  "Whn!"  I don't think anyone had the angle, to see me.
 "I don't know, I feel sleepy right now."

"Yeah, in my head?  Hhihn!  I feel weird, in my heart."

"Yeah, me too."

"You know I love you, I said that."

"Yeah, me too."

"But it feels different now."

"Yeah.  Me too.  I think we're going to have to make up words for
it too?"  That sounds nice.

"Yeah, maybe not tonight."

"Hurry up."

I had to let her go, or drag her down under that car over there,
and get her pants off.

Ew?  I mean, god!  It's not just filthy, and gritty under there,
it's literally a Gutter.  Never mind the fact that it's not high
enough off the ground, we'd literally be under a car, with all
the grease, and black dirt from the road, and the tires grinding
them down.  You ever changed a tire?  That dirty, and that just
might have been the first literally dirty thought I ever had in
my whole life!  "Eheahuhn!"  I stopped, caught my breath, and she
caught up.

"Huh!  What?"

"Hang on."  I climbed up the porch, "I'll tell you inside."
;

Chloe

"Yeahr!" she stretched, "Wehel, it's been along day, so I think
I'll turn in early tonight."

"Yeah, I'm tired too."

"Chloe!"

"What?"  She grabbed the door.

"Don't get all clingy now.  Just leave me alone, now.  Okay?"

"Okay," I let go. "It was fun while it lasted."  Called up the
hall, "On second thought, I think I'll take a shower first?"

"Okay, there should be plenty of hot water."

Wasn't even an hour, is it?  Since she took one, and at least the
was cleaner but.  I don't want to do that.  It's good that she
didn't make me, and at least I don't get that dirty inside yet,
and it didn't stink, but even if she gets stinky clean, I just
don't want to know what it tastes like in there.

Oh yeah, she doesn't just pee out of it, but she also bleeds out
of there.  Just a gently reminder but she pulled out a dirty
napkin, and now I feel dirty down there.

"Uh!"  And maybe a little.  Larger, too?  The lips sure feel
swollen, and we just had sex, so I have to assume one led to the
other there, but.

It feels sick.  Feverish, and the water running down my body sure
might help too.  I'm turned on, that's all it took, I just got to
see her go through all that, and.

"Hihihihn!"  It feels good, too!

Sick, definitely feverish, and sweaty, but I don't care about the
hot water, it actually feels a little better, a little cooler
than warm, and my heart is beating hard enough to feel, because
it's so exciting, and I'm about to feel that!  Right?  I think
I'm horny enough to do it, and now I have a better idea how it
all works.

Start out slow, thanks sis for that wonderful word of advice!
Just outside, and even if they're not clean, they're squeeky
enough, and "OohH!"

I guess they didn't know how to write it in the stories, but they
couldn't at least tell me about the big pudge up front?  "Yeah.
Pudge."  That little bit of fat that never goes away, but if I
turn around, there's not enough water running under my tummy to
get under my wrist, and.  "Hmh! Hihihihihn!"

I've been tickled before, never could tickle myself, but that
tickles!  The best sexiest tickle ever it my pudge squeeking in
my palm, so far, by quite a wide margin.  Just shake it around in
there real good, and slow down.  Not so hard, gently, until it
rubs, rubberilly, and then barely brushes the the lumps at the
bottom of my wrist.

"Ngh!"  I like that.  "Yeah!"

So, feel it again, start with my fingertips, and push hard until
they're brushing my wrist, and cup it.  Hump it.  "Uh hun nuh rh,
hN!  Huh!  Hahhhh!"

What else can I try?  "Hm."  Inside, I haven't felt inside yet,
so I better turn off the water.

Don't even dry off, just shake off the water, and grab a towel to
put down, as soon as I can get to bed.

"Huh!"  Jumped on it, "Hahah!"

I don't feel tired no more, I feel horny!  And I got all night
alone, I know it's a school night, but screw it, it's important.

And fun, and exciting, I just kick my heels, and shake, then grab
my legs, and slip them through my hands.  One by one, then
gentler, and brushing the next one through my fingers, gently
sneak up on the point of tickling.

It doesn't tickle, at all?  It feels nice, though.  So I can
really just brush it through my hands, down to the middle, but I
can just feel my other leg.  Inside.  It feels better on the
outside, and my other hand just stopped, where it was.

"Nh, yeah!" Squeeky clean, but my thigh really is so smooth, and
my fingertips, still feel damp, but not even close the swelling
up to raisins.

"Ngh!"  I wonder what that feels like, but I have to get my hand
out of my way, so I suck my fingers.  2 of them, to get them wet.
 I bet I can even get them raisiny, while I go back to the
outside.

"NghehH!"  And this thing.  Shake it, why don't girls tell you
about the pudge?  It's great, I don't even thing there's any fat
in it, is it a muscle?

"Ngheah!"

A love muscle.  I felt it squeezing my fingers, I just have to
get one inside, but I bet I can do it.

"Smip!?"

Not really puffing yet, I dabbed it on, and licked my other
pinky, but it left a string, to swing, and a little landed on my
neck.

"Huh!"

Just need a little spit, but I returned to sucking the two, while
I painted it up and down.

"Mnh!"

Wiggle my pinky around, and oh yeah.  Sis?  I knew about the
fingernails.  I might be young, but I figured that out for
myself.

We're virgins, however, there's this thing we both got out of the
way by then.

"ngH!"

I was young, and honestly too tight, I have no idea when she took
her's but they're our.  Boys, they belonged to us, and we threw
them out when we didn't need them.  Not your's, you have no right
to them.  It was mine, not yours, you never had a right to an
opinion about it.  Girls too, some of them will call you slut for
that too.  Get over yourself, and keep your dirty mind out of my
pants.

Oh yeah, and pants.  Whether I'm a tomboy, or a bicurious
lesbian?  I like pants, they got pockets an' shit.  I lost
purses, until I gave up on playing with purses.

"You know,"  I have dolls.  Roll over and feel some out.  Plenty
of light in under the door, this one.

It feels like hard plastic, instead of skin, but then, so does
mom's toy wille.

I don't know, I tried it, too cold, and tossed it aside.  "Trial,
and eror, then.  Huh!"

Better stick with fingers.

"Ooh!"  They're nice and smongey now.

"SptdB?"  Didn't even have to hawk, loudly, but the TV is up
pretty loud.

"Neah!"  Lay back, and try pouring it out of the side of my hand.
 Then patting it down,  "yes."  That works, a little more even
dribbled down, to wiggle between my fingers, and my lips.

I don't have any little lips.  Inside, she's got 4, but the other
2 doesn't even add up to one of either, and there's a lot of
hairs curling around in there.

I wonder if she'll cut her hair?  She's really girly, if I talk
to her about the right way.  I mean, not just come right out with
"You're hairy."  That sounded bad, but I kind of just.  Glided,
through, like a paper airplane, no guidance, or.  I guess that's
natural.  Just follow along, and.

"Huh!"

I just touched the tip, with her tongue.  I don't think she even
felt it, but definitely in bed.  This is the place to do it, even
if you're on the other end, so I have to put my legs up.

You know, she probably wants to do it.  I think that means I'm
not a lesbian, but she is, so I bet she wants to kiss my lips.
My clit,is not at all like a nose.  It's harder for one.  I can't
really feel it that well, and there's no I can see it, like she
could if she was right down here between my legs.

"Yeah," and she needs to trim her pussy.  I wonder if she'd trust
me enough to do it?

So, do a little landscaping.  The ones around her lips got to go.
 Maybe just trim the sides where they're between her legs, and
oOH!

"HUH!"

Maybe I could rub her pubes between my legs.

"HUH?"

No, I don't think.  "Nope," no love muscle contraction.

"Heh!"  Just keep trying, I know I'll find what works eventually.

"HUH! Fug, n't?"  Just rub in the pudge a little, to, "Huh!
hihn?"  Now that was my clitoris, but.  Maybe not.  Just, brush
it that.

"Nh hm?"  Okay, just feel it.  Around, slow.

"NghnnnnuH!"  Slip it back down, and just rub it out.  "It's
okay," but "Try not to moan too loud."

But I think I felt a little lips in there.  In the top, but dear
GOD is that sensitive now!?

I'm gonna have to take a look, but that kills the mood.  No need
to check if third time's the charm.  I need to get a good look at
it, but I'm not getting up, turning on the light, and fishing out
a mirror.  I got a lot of toys lying around, and I know I'm not
big enough for that one, but this pudge rubbing really does the
trick, but my mouth's dry.

Most or the moisture is inside, so Maybe I should be checking
down there, and suck on my pinky a little while.

"Mhm."

Nice and wet.

"Smip?"  Don't even need the pinkie.  "Huh!  ihN!"  wiggle it,
deeper.  "Nghah!"

Time to put the pillow up.  Try not to shake it around too much
in there.  "Huh, yearsh!"  Just hold my palm down.  "Ngh, nhm!
InghnhnhihehahHA!"

This one din't tickle, but that love muscle?  "NGAUHHHHHHM!"

Bite the pillow.  "HINNNNNNN!"

It does tingle a lot.  "NGAW'Huh!"

"Chloe!  What do you think you're doing!"

"What's it sound like!?  God, mom!  Leave me a lone!"  She
slammed the door.  "CAN'T GET ANY PRIVCACY IN THIS HOUSE?"

God, the hall was bright.  She slammed the door.  "Uh!"  I
knocked.  "You do it too!"

Now I need a cold shower.

"THANKS, MOM!"  Slammed the bathroom door.

;

;

Sabrina {Trigger Warning:  Misandry.  I hope you got your rocks
off, man.  Now, fuck off.

Cyanotic - (Paranoid) Disbelief.  Transhuman 2.0.}

I wasn't as lucky as her.  I didn't get my sex education out of
Club International.

Oh yeah, shitty taste in porn.  My mom, where should I start on
her taste in men?  Slobs, losers, willing to settle for the fat
chick, and he's willing to put up with him.  God help me why,
fortunately she's discrete enough to do it over at their place. 
None of them are married, you'd have to meet the guys to find out
why.

I get to meet them once, when she comes out as a Mother.  For
some reason, when they find out that he might have to help
support 3 kids?  Some other man's kids, but she's an adult, she
has needs, so she uses them for sex.  I can even sympathize with
that, but no.

My sex education was in looks, and comments.  Little wonder we
don't understand men, you have a Lies-to-English dictionary on
you, hold up.  Say that again?

The first pair of breast I was ever really aware of was his eyes
on mine.  And the next guy, and the next, and while I know it's
not all men, you tend to remember the ones that wink, and say
"Nice shirt." on the way bye when you're.  I don't know, it might
have been 12, but it's been 2 years, and I'm still waiting to
start getting used to it.  It doesn't grow on you, not any more
than pit bacteria.

No, I don't not shave to try to turn them off, much less to start
up a conversation.  "You know if," thank you, I have girlfriends,
I'll ask them about the fashion choices, if you don't mind.

Man.

What the fuck do you know about my top?  It's not a shirt, it's a
top.  We're mammals.  We have bodyhair, what did you think these
were for?  Feeding babies, not that I'll ever get a chance to do
that, but they're not to start a conversation.

I dressed like that because it was hot?  Not to get you hot, more
air blows out the neck, and carries off sweat, so I don't steam
my bra in there, That's why we wear bright colors too, genius,
because it reflects more heat off.

It doesn't even what kind of guy.  The muscle guys want to talk
tough, the rough guys want to talk rough, the dirty guys want to
talk dirty, and the nerdy guys want to talk nerdy.  6 of one,
half a dozen of the other, but it's All the Time!

I can't just walk down the street with my sizer, and she's 7! 
Why, just the other week, some guy pumped his hips at me, right
in front of her.  Not that close so I could kick him in the nuts,
but she's 7!  When I was that young, they at least respected
children enough not to literally shake it in their face like
that.

And girls are oblivious.  I probably haven't developed any gaydar
because there's nothing to pick up, so I'll amend that to
straight girls.

They're just so, ignorant?  Maybe they just forget about it right
away, but I'm not the prettiest girl around.  In fact, I surround
myself with prettier girls so they get hit on.  Hotter girls, yes
even sluttier girls, because you know what?

If I were straight, i'd be getting as much dick as I can.  All
the time, it's just that dick isn't exactly my thing, and fathers
lock up their girls like there's a magic key for her virginity to
give to his son-in-law.  Tattoo [Do Not Open 'till Honeymoon,]
and make them, so it doesn't grow over.

I pulled the napkin out as soon as I got home.  It was moist, but
I was dry, so I just changed my underwear.  News Flash=It
Soaks-Up-Moisture.  That's why we're hairy, so our clothes don't
rub us the raw way, and let me see you shave your balls.  See how
long it takes before you're rotten crotch gets uncomfortable. 
It's different for little boys.  I had a brother, and a working
single mother, which left me to take care of most of the diapers.


And potty training, bed wetting, it's all tucked up, and
shrunken, they don't sweat like men do, but let me tell you, it's
different from a woman's sweat.  It's not the PH Ballence, it's
having places to sweat that you don't.  Even when I don't have
The Ick, it's kinda nice not wondering if I do or not, or I
didn't dress right for the weather.

And I have to look pretty.  I have to, so i have friends, and I'm
not caught walking around, alone, and feeling lonely.  My sister,
why do I have to watch her?  Okay, the money's not bad, but she
hasn't even started yet, and the ones that don't care about that?
 Well, they're not the worst, but one of the worst.  At some
point it can't get any worse for the girl, but I saw it happen.

Boys going from respect for women and girls, the worst they had
to say was "Cooties," to dos this guy want to rape me, molest me,
just sit me in his lap, or maybe want to poke my bottom with a
pin.

I got lucky.  One guy poked a bunch of girls on a bus with a pin.
 In the legs, and the buttocks, and ran away before they caught
him.  Now, what is actually going on in there, how could he
possibly go from normal straight sex to wind up pocking
gradeschool gilr on the buss with pins, and then they didn't tell
anyone for Years!  Sometimes I don't even understand girls.

I mean, there's secrets that you keep, and then there's is it my
turn today, try to get a seat in the back, so it's another girl,
watching eachother get assaulted every day, and not one of them
told the teacher about it?

I am so glad I didn't go to that school, but I'd like to think
that the first time I saw that happen, I might want to get him
arrested so he can stop doing that.  How many kids were on the
bus?  Boys, and girls I'm sure, but how does that even happen? 
Much less keep happening for years, and how many total pokes did
her get in over the years before they made him stop?

Even if there's one guy like that, they all lie, and say it's not
him.  He's not going to admit it, if his wife, or family knows
about it.  He was married, had teenage daughters, they swear he
had no Idea, their father was a Picarist of all things!  What the
hell?

And it's only been 2 years!"

{I left the first quote mark, ^ , off to avoid spoilers, but she
said all that out loud.  Uninterrupted,

;}

Chloe {The Bangles - Manic Monday}

"Oh."

She told me all that last night.  After the shower, just held
hands the whole time, but.

You know the thing about the pins?

My stop is first, but today I looked back, and I can just imagine
what she's thinking.  We're not psychic, or anything, She pretty
much told me what she's thinking, and I took it from there.

She warned me, and now the school doesn't look the same way.  I
lost my innocence, it didn't even feel safe before.  I didn't
have to think about it, but you know they keep strange men out. 
You're never really alone, so even if someone snatches you, and
takes you into a corner, or the girls room.  That's kind of
private, or the Janitor closet.  There's not a lot of room, but
you can kick that bucket out, and pull the door.

Somebody'd notice, we'd easily get caught, so it wouldn't be
Sabrina, it'd obviously be somebody else.  Even girls have
thoughts like that, even she did last night, and oh my god, I
just did!

Nobody knows what I'm giggling about, why I giggle so much.  It
doesn't mean anything, and they don't ask.  It's cute, but that
was a dirty little giggle.

Just like last night, looking for a place to go, but I'd just
rather it was her than somebody else.  And it could be anybody
else, yeah they say men, but it's boys, and girls too.

Now I'm thinking about boy's underwear, and I don't understand. 
The things inside I can barely imagine, but I wonder if they'd be
comfortable, or maybe if I wore them they would look good?  My
brother's got to have some clean ones, but I like pants.  Just
found out that skirts are great for getting under, but he didn't
think about pulling up the waste band when he sat down, I do it
to.

The underwear doesn't always follow your legs when you sit down,
and while it didn't happen this time, where' going to have to sit
down for a couple hours, and she really is right about the
schedule.

Of course, we might have time for an afterschool quicky, but
there's not enough time to get serious, unless mom's kept late,
and there's no telling when she'll show up.  So, it's better not
to get all hot and bothered until we get to go out.  She just
gets worried when she comes home, and calls half the town unless
we leave a note, and number for her to call, so we know when she
gets home anyway.

I've known her all my life.  So, I can wait another whole week,
but I better pay attention now.  That my eyes are opened.

;

Chloe

"Huh!"  Even if we wanted to stay home, it's mom's day off, so
she'll be home all day.

"I'll take her."

"I need the car, all day," and there's no arguing with her.

"Fine, shotgun."  I slammed it.  "We need to talk."

Sabrina opened the door, and got in.  Hope she helps.

"You ruined it?"

"What?"

"I don't want to be late for school, so let's go."

"I don't know what you're so upset about but."

"It was my first one, and you came barging right in my room, and
ruined it."

"I'm sorry, honey, but I thought you're crying."

"Oh, mom."  Good, she backed me up.  "I know she was making up
words again, but she was not crying, and you know it."

"Thank you!"

"Well, I'm sorry, but don't you think you're a little young to
start."

"Well, it's too late now!  The cat'sout of the bag, now I know I
can make myself orgasm like that, and you're going to tie my
hands
behind my back to keep me from doing it again."

"Well, at least try to be a little more."  She stopped.  At a
sign.  "Realistic about it."

"Okay, I'm sorry."

"And what happened last night while you're out on that walk after
dinner?"

"I just saw a boy, and he got, well.  You know how boys get.  I
told him to fuck off, now I know how you feel about me using that
kind of language, but."

"No, that's an exception."

"Good."  She's really helping alot.

"So, I asked her about him, because he's more her age."  More
like a senior, so.  Even, older?

"So, I told her about boys like that."

"What's he like?"

"Creepy, and mean when he doesn't get what he wants."

"So, then I started thinking about the kind of boy I might like."

"So, what did you come up with?"

Good, at least she's listening.

"A girl."  I nodded.  "Maybe a little older than me."

"Chloe!"

"You already ruined my first orgasm, now you want to ruin my
sexuality for life?  I'm a lesbian, and now I have to get to
school."

"We're going to have a serious talk when you get home."

"We can have it right now, or you can pull over and I can walk
from here."

"Don't be rediculous, I'll tak you."

"Well, then can you listen for a minute?"

...

"I'm listening."

"I'm thinking."

"All right, well I suppose we have a little bit of time."

"Let's drop Sabrina off first then you can drop me on the way
back."

"All right." She signaled, and pulled over to the turn lane.

"Huh!  I found your thing.  And your magazine."

"What thing?"

"Your toy penis."

"Huh!"  She just covered her eyes.

"I know, I'm sorry I went through your stuff, but that."  Pussy.
Big hairy stinky cunt.  "Thing was disgusting, and some of the.
Girls.  In the magazines?"

"You looked at them."

"Huh!  I read the stories.  Well, not all of them, I just got
interested in a couple.  Or a few, maybe one in each issue?"

"Which ones."

"See you later, Chloe."  She opened the door.  "Try not to fight,
mom."

I giggled.  She stuck out her tongue!  Momma, she's got a sense
of humor, and she even crossed her eyes.  "Stay safe at school!"

"I will mom."  She slammed the door, and slung on her backpack,
to run up to the steps.

"So, anyway.  You think the do one of each?  Kind of story, in
the magazines."

"Well, I buy those,"

"Because you're single."  I nodded.  "Wives, cheating on their
husbands?  I get that part, but you know, there's always at least
one, where he catches her cheating with another woman?"

"Yeah?"

"Well, make that an older girl, and give me some privacy."

"All right, I got it.  I'm sorry, I invaded your space, but.
You're really.  Homosexual?"

"Take my word for it."

"But you're so feminine, and.  Girly."

"That's the same thing, but I really think I like teenagers. 
Only
not boys, of course."

"You're only seven."

"So?  I just want to kiss them.  Maybe hold hands, and cuddle.
For a few years, I'm still a virgin, I just think that.  Maybe
when I'm ready, I might want to be with another girl."

"All right, honey.  If you think that would make you happy."

Now, I need to find another lesbian.

"Be safe at school."

"You don't have to worry."  I leaned over the door.  "There
aren't any teenagers here anyway."  I shut the door.

Now, I need to find a lesbian.  For my sister, but she believed
me.  "Well," maybe not a lot of teenagers.  Here, some of the 6th
graders here are 12, or thirteen, but if I find one.

I'm not ready for sex, yet.  I can take care of myself, now that
I know how to handle it, but that doesn't help Sabrina any.

"Huh!"  Maybe after school, we can see where the middle schoolers
hang out.  Or I'll just ask her, she used to go there.  Yeah,
maybe take off early, I can do sick.  Yeah, I can got to the
bathroom, get real hot, and red, and sweaty, then tell the
teacher "I just threw up."

"Hm."  I stopped, and stepped back.  Looked around the corner,
but I better step back here, and not.  Peek around the corner.

Like that's what I'm doing "Huh!"  Just catch my breath.  Lean
back on the locker, and look over.  "Uh, huh?"

I don't know if you can even tell, but.  "Daphne?"

"Uh huh?"

She's not like scooby do Daphne, a little closer to Thelma, but.
 "Where'd you get those?"

I just looked down.  Let her pick.

"Oh, these?"  Picked up her foot.  "Uh, K-mart, I think.  Or
Marshalls?  Yeah, Marshalls, but it was a few months ago, so I'm
not sure if they still have them.  Think they're about 15 bucks."

"I think I need a pair of boots, now.  My mom lets me go out,
and, you know?"  I pulled my foot up, and wiggled my toe.
Through the hole in the toe.  "These wear out, so do those.
Last longer?"

"Oh, yeah.  They're not like Doc Martins."

"He makes boots?"

"I want a pair of them, but they're like.  50 bucks?"

"Yeah, that's a lot, but.  I've been saving up my allowance, and
I've never been shopping before, so."

"Oh, I'll take you to Payless."

"After school?"

"Yeah, if you like."

"Cool, I'll see you.  Where?"

"Over bye the buses is good."

"Good."  On the other side of school from where she'd pick me up.
 "I'll see you there."

She's kind of dirty?  Pants and shorts kind of girl.  Teeshirts,
and boots.  Pockets, she had her bookbag, but no purse?  I tried
to remember, maybe she's just a tomboy, and then maybe we can
hang out?  Even if she's straight, she seemed nice enough to want
to be my friend, even though I'm a 4th grader.

"Shit!"

"Chloe, language?"

"Sorry."

"Now get to class."

;

Daphne {Well, if you made it through all that, congratulations. 
here's what you've won:}

"Daphne?"

I forgot until she showed up.

"Oh, uh."

"Who's that?"

"Ohuh, some girl."

"Chloe."

"What do you want?"

"Um, could I ask you, something?"

"Yeah?  What?"

She looked at my friends.  "You mind?  If I ask her something?"

"I'll see you later."  This isn't about boots.

"What is it?"

"Well, it's kind of private."

"You want to go in the restroom?"

"It's crowded in there."

"Bye guys!"  I waved, "I forgot, I had to take care of this,
earlier, today."  Not like we made plans.  You know, the usual.
Hang out, haven't even started discussing where.

"Come on, let's just go over here."

After school, this many kids, and parents, and teachers around,
it
was crazy, but loud.  "All right, what's the big secret?"

"Huh!  I'm just going to flat out ask, since there' no other way
to put it, but are you gay, at all?"

"Are you?  Who'd you hear that from?"  I look around.  Is anybody
watching?"

"Nobody, I just.  Well, I have this friend, as about you, and I
don't want her to get in any trouble, but."

"What friend?"

"So, I don't want to name names, she just.  Well, I guess she
wanted to know if you were.  Interested in going out?"

"What's she like?"

"Older."

"How much older."

"About."  She shrugged, "15?"

"In high school?"

"Yeah, she goes to school with my sister, and.  Well, she asked
her, then she.  Well, I asked her about it, and she said I was
too young, but then she saw you, and."

"Do I come off, as gay?"  I pulled out my hair, and ran it
through my fingers, "At all?"

"Not really, the right one to ask.  What do I know about
sexuality?  They haven't taught that yet in 4th grade, but."

"They kind of skip over it in sex ed.  Trust me."

"So, are you?"

"Interested?"  I shrugged, "I don't know, I'd have to meet her,
but."

"You are.  Gay?"

"Maybe a little bi curious.  Is it the boots?  Did they make me
look gay?"

"No, you don't look gay.  Don't worry about it, I'm sure your
friends didn't notice, but."

"I'm not.  A lesbian, I mean.  Maybe I'm a little bi-curious,
but.  Yeah, I'm interested, in girls too."

"What kind of girls?"

"I don't know, older girls.  And guys too, I haven't really
decided."

"But older girls, with boobs, and, hairy?"

"Ooh, not hairy."

"Well, she could always shave it off."

"But not too girly.  You know?  Maybe a little butch."

"You like makeup?"

"Oh, not at all."

"Good, me neither.  What about the haircut?"

"What haircut?"  I pulled it out.

"No, I mean her.  You think you'd like a girl with long hair, or.
 You know."

"I don't know, I think it'd depend on her face?"

"Yeah, you're right."

Not like I hadn't thought about it, "Tall, but.  15?"

"Well, almost sixteen."  She looked at my face.  I don't know
what it looked like.  "You like them older?"

"Well, I really think about you know.  A man, and a woman, but.
yeah, grown up."

"Good."  She nodded.

"So, where's this friend of your's live?"

"It's a pretty long way, but momma'll probably be out looking for
me."

"Oh."

"We just have to take the back way."

"Okay."

"You want to stop by the middle school on the way?"

"Sure."

"You ever play with yourself?"

"Of course."

"Me too, but I just started."

"You like it?"

"Yeah, it's fun."

"How do you do it?"

"There's different ways?"

"Lots of different ways."

"Huh!  I don't know how to explain it.  I mean, I made up words."

"Like what?"

"You know, the pudge in front?"  She covered, her crotch.  Didn't
touch it, but almost patted the front of her pants.

"Uh huh, the pubis?"

"Oh, I don't have any yet."

"No, but under that, where they would be.  Or will, when they
start growing?"  She nodded.  "Up front is the Pubis.  That's why
they're called pubic hair."

"Oh, I thought you said pubes."

"No, pubis.  With a I. S."

"Okay, yeah.  That, I just rubbed that around like my tummy until
I felt it."

"What?"

"You know, turned on?  All hot, and swollen?"

"Yeah."  I know.

"It's a hot afternoon."

"Huh, yeah."  That's it.

"There's a little more shade down there."

"Well, we could cut under the street, and it's cooler down
there."

"Yeah, and private?"

I smiled.  "Yeah."

"Yeah."  She ducked down.  "Maybe we can cool off down here a
little."

;

Chloe  (Gg Saph/Bi)

Okay, she's kind of rough, and dirty, and not my sister.  So, if
she doesn't like her, I do.  "You want to kiss me."

She nodded.

It was awkward, but I wasn't asking.

"You never done this before?"  She shook her head.

Good.  "Me neither."

"Oh, huh!"  She put her hand, over mine.  In front of her pants.

"Right here."  I rubbed it around, and she relaxed.  So, I could
keep rubbing, around in a circle, only looser until I could feel
her underwear slide around in there.

Got to get her hot first.

Oh, and did I mention, not my sister?  Big plus.

"Oh.  Huh!"  She slipped her arm up my back, and pushed the back
of my head, so I could kiss her.  Opened her mouth, and.

"Oh."  I bit my lip.  "You're a bottom."

"I don't know about that."

"You like to be kissed, or you'd rather kiss me?"

"Oh, you do the kissing."  I nodded, better at it anyway, and I
can't say I have that much experience, but.

"Hamn!"

That's a good sign.  So, I felt up to her button, and pulled it
out.  The're not real tight, no belt, but they kind of hang on
her.  The way she wears them, doesn't tuck in her shirt, but I
pulled it up.

"Yeah," she pulled it off.

"What size are they?"

"My bra, est, s?"  I nodded, "26 Bs?"

She shrugged, and unhooked, them in front.

"Huh!"  Never seen a bra like that before.  No sag, I had to feel
the bottom to tell it was rounder, instead of like a cone on top,
but that made it bulge up round on top, so I don't have to bend
over as much to kiss it.

"Huh!"

"Swq?"

"Oh, huh!"

I tried to unbutton her pants, but she did it for me, and pulled
the zipper open.

Boxer shorts.  Okay, I wasn't really surprised.

Hairy, at least up front.  I can feel them crinkle through the.
Fabric, light fabric, almost like a bedsheet, or pillow case, but
this time I brushed them around, and pushed them in deeper, and
deeper every time around, until they were really rubbing in her
bulge.

Yeah, bulge.  It's like my pudge, but.  She's bigger, she got a
nice big hairy bulge in her shorts.

"Oh, HuH!"

Well, it's hard to keep her nipple in my mouth, and I should
probably pay attention to what I'm doing, but it's elastic on the
top, so I can stretch it open, and slip my fingertips in.

"Ohhhh.  Nuh!"

Not as hairy, as I expected.  I guess that's just more bulge, but
I hug her.  Hold my head sideways on her boobs, I guess my hair
on the other one, but slip my fingertips in, and really get my
hand on there good.

"Uh, guh!"

"Here, turn around."

"Huh, huh huh!'  She's just nodding, and leans over, so I can
pull her pants down, but I like how the shorts hang on her hips.
And I can hold her butt in my hips, so she doesn't scooch around
too much, and even hug around her so I can feel her right boob,
with my left hand.

"You ready?"

"Oh, yeah!  Uh, HUH!"

It's a more familiar angle, and I can just imagine having pubes.
And a boob like this, I know how to handle them.

"Mhph!"  She had her arms up on the cement wall.  Had to, bent
over with the low cement roof over, I can stand all the way up,
but she put her mouth in her hands, so she could grunt, and moan
louder.

So, I pulled her up, as hard as I could, and my fingers up to
hold her.  My middle finger slipped in, but she was still dry.
Maybe a little sweaty, but.

"Hhuh!"

"Snh!"  I can smell her.

I switched hands, "Snuh!"  Wiped my fingers on my face, and
slipped my nose between them.  Wiped the smell on my nose, and
lip, like Sabrina did.

She doesn't stink.  She doesn't smell bad to me at all, and I let
go to hold her hips.  Squat down and look.

"Yeah, do it."

"Ywlmlulmlmlmlum!"

She doesn't taste bad, either.

"MwMN!  YWNM!"

"Sliph!" I think I can reach.  "Slhf!"  Not quite, "Bend down,
lower."

"Uh, huh!"  She grunts a lot.  Like a boy, really.

"Yeah, right there."  If I push up on her butt, and spread it
open, I can see better, and I think this is a better angle, but
it's still too pinched together, but I think my sister's just too
hairy, and too old, too.  And she's my sister, so I pulled her
pants down, and her shorts, so she can "Spread them."

"Yeah?"  Wide open.

"Yeah," and get my thumbs in there.  I just need to see where I'm
going.

"Oh!"  it's not like.  Well, it looks like a pea?  A little tiny
pea, or really the cutest little pink pea I ever did see!

I giggled "Hold still."

Let's see.  It's harder too!  Not really hard, but hardEr.  "Lwm
SpB!"

"Oh, huh!"

"Slip, spB!"

"Oh, hahn!"

And her lips,slipping around my nose?

"Snh!"  This is awesome!

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