Sex and other bits Ghosts and raw emotions
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Behind the cotton bales we kissed and brought our bodies as close as possible. On one occasion I asked Yesid to show me how he was made, for me to understand how his organ changed from normal to erect. He laughed and said ‘NO. That is indecent’ I did touch him over his pants at the beginning, and as his erection developed, I left my hand on it to experience the process. It felt strange.
It was like he had a live animal under his pants. I couldn’t understand how it worked, but that day we decided we were going to do it; the problem was to find the moment when we could be alone, and with so many people around, it was a difficult task.
Yesid appeared behind me when nobody was looking; he put his arms around me and squeezed me tightly, he pressed his body against mine. Our encounters in the shed had to be carefully arranged to avoid suspicion from our siblings or anybody else.
Late at night while everybody was asleep, he arrived at the bedroom window. He put his hand through the bars and touched my head; I used to get up to find his lips in between the wrought iron bars. If I had fallen asleep and didn’t respond when he touched my head, he ran his hand under my pyjama top and stroked my mosquito bite boobs. I opened my eyes and felt his warm hand caressing me. I couldn’t sleep after that.
Isidoro offered to send some horses, so we could go for a ride up into the hills near the base of the mountains; everybody was enthusiastic about it, but the next day when the horses arrived, everybody had changed their minds except Mama Nena who with Yesid and I decided to go. We left early to avoid the hottest part of the day, I had a lovely little pony with great temperament, Mama Nena had a beautiful palomino horse and Yesid had a great big black horse. By midday we arrived at the foot of the mountain, we had our picnic and while we had lunch, Mama Nena casually said: ‘Yesid, do you love Nene?’ He was speechless, his face lit like a light bulb, he didn’t know what to say and after some moments of hesitation, he finally responded to Mama Nena in a totally unexpected way.
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It was like he had a live animal under his pants. I couldn’t understand how it worked, but that day we decided we were going to do it; the problem was to find the moment when we could be alone, and with so many people around, it was a difficult task.
Yesid appeared behind me when nobody was looking; he put his arms around me and squeezed me tightly, he pressed his body against mine. Our encounters in the shed had to be carefully arranged to avoid suspicion from our siblings or anybody else.
Late at night while everybody was asleep, he arrived at the bedroom window. He put his hand through the bars and touched my head; I used to get up to find his lips in between the wrought iron bars. If I had fallen asleep and didn’t respond when he touched my head, he ran his hand under my pyjama top and stroked my mosquito bite boobs. I opened my eyes and felt his warm hand caressing me. I couldn’t sleep after that.
Isidoro offered to send some horses, so we could go for a ride up into the hills near the base of the mountains; everybody was enthusiastic about it, but the next day when the horses arrived, everybody had changed their minds except Mama Nena who with Yesid and I decided to go. We left early to avoid the hottest part of the day, I had a lovely little pony with great temperament, Mama Nena had a beautiful palomino horse and Yesid had a great big black horse. By midday we arrived at the foot of the mountain, we had our picnic and while we had lunch, Mama Nena casually said: ‘Yesid, do you love Nene?’ He was speechless, his face lit like a light bulb, he didn’t know what to say and after some moments of hesitation, he finally responded to Mama Nena in a totally unexpected way.
You can also purchase online through Amazon www.amazon.com/dp/099249110X