older sister, Lynn (who was 15 at the time). I was a
thirteen-year-old girl who had never even thought
about being with another girl. I masturbated
frequently and was very well developed physically, but
I was more than satisfied with my fingers; I didn't
need a guy or a girl to satisfy me, or so I thought.
That all changed one Saturday morning. Dad had to workall day, and Mom had went out of town early that
morning to see her sister, so it was Lynn & me at home
by ourselves, at least until late that evening when
Dad would come home. I woke up about 10 in the
morning and decided to take a shower. Lynn had
mentioned going shopping with some friends, so I
assumed she was gone and I
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