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Smiling, she tells me she’s going upstairs to play with her presents. She got lots, delivered by post. Cards too, and dozens of Facebook messages. I’m glad about that.Lucy’s overtired. Seeing her yawn and stagger, I scoop her into my arms and carry her upstairs to bed. I draw the curtains and she rolls over to sleep immediately. Downstairs, the TV is switched on and I know Jim will be watching the news as he does every day, worried about our situation. “Furloughed staff payments won’t last forever,” he keeps telling me. Unfortunately, he’s right. But I don’t want to think about that today.I peep into Emma’s room and she’s on her bed reading. I should go in and listen like a good mother and teacher. But today I don’t. I need time too – just a little time. I tiptoe onward to my bedroom and close the door.*I was shocked when Romilly asked me out. It was the last thing I expected. Caught spying on her, I thought she’d ask me to back off and leave her alone, not join her for a drink.. This gave me a sense of the teritory was not chartered yet. This increased my excitement. I asked her i have heared for they are introducing sex education in school. She replied no but who cares. Everyone knows what it is all about.I asked tell me what all do you know. Do you know the difference between a boy and a girl. She said yes boys have different body to that of girl. She was now getting bolder and more expresive. I pulled my Tshirt up and said see no difference. She said dont be dumb like you dont know. Girls have breast. I said but you are a girl then where are yours have you left them at home I asked mockingly. This made her a bit angry, she stumbled i have if you want to see the then see this. Saying this she lifted the kurta she was wearing, below that she was wearing nothing. Since the boobs were no big enough, her mom had not purchased her any bra. My dick started making movements in my pant. I said let me check this are real ones or not and i slowly touched her left.
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We became good friends. The more I got to know her, the more I feel in love with her, but also the more I discovered about her. I knew she dated a lot of different guys, some of the guys she went to school with, some of our customers, some she'd just meet out somewhere, a few of the other guys that worked at the store. Strangely I the more I knew about her, the more excited I'd get when around her. I masturbated a lot thinking about her having sex with guys. Then one night, she came to my house asking if I could help her with something. I said sure, and I did. But before the night was out, I was no longer a virgin. A few days later I found a slip of paper where she had written names, it was laying at the top of her purse where she always laid it in the employee room of the store. My name was at the bottom of the list,, the list had 15 names on it. It included the 3 other guys that worked at the store, the boss/owner of the store, a couple of the customers I knew by name, and others..

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