That night, i laid in bed feeling fustrated. That time, B was sleeping in a portable bed beside me as there was no place in my flat then. I was considered young, so B and my parents felt comfortable with the areangement. B had been with us for about 6 months by then.
It was raining and i was cold. There was no blanket with me that night. I rolled my body down to B's bed and slept beside her for warmth. I was not sure if she did wake up, but she gave a sleepy sigh.....
2 hours later, i woke up with my arms around her. I remebered reading my dad's book from his bookshelf which he kept under lock and key. I found the key last week! The book was Osyster. Below is the book review in google books:
http://books.google.com.sg/books/abo...oC&redir_esc=y
I remebered reading about breasts and sucking and touching. But i was hard and i wanted to touch. My hand went to B's tshirt and then gently touched her breasts. She was wearing a bra, as i slowly stroked her breasts with her tshirt on, i could slowly feel her nipples harden. She appeared asleep. .........