I went to school in the country, we gad five boys between ninth and the tenth grade, no choice for the basketball team to skirmish with the girls. Susan was taller than any of the boys, and played much better. But you couldn't field a mixed team in the district.
Susan chose me, not the other way around. To sit beside her, to shower with her after the game, to study and do homework. To talk about **, and bein in love. She never once talked to me about a boy, a dreamboat. She only saw love with senior girls, even some who were dedicated farm girls who wanted six babies.
One afternoon, we were working on homework, she asked me to show her my **. She quickly offered yo show me hers, 'lets do homework **'. We had showered many times together, but that afternoon she wanted to have some ** play. And with ** play came kissing, and with kissing came getting your pants down. That afternoon we didn't get our homework done.
From then on, homework time was ** time. Our grades slipped, parents and teachers wanted to know what was going on.