A Plain girl Emerges From Her Shell.

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She was not a little girl you would normally ever, take up a second glimpse at. knit stitch and drab, was what came to mind, if you did examine her.

The exclusively empty seat was in the row behind her, and just to her right. I seated myself and took out the books, that I thought I might need.

New to the class, and knowing no one there, I glanced around a quick written report of my fella students.

There was one very striking young woman, surrounded by her obvious gang of protagonist. She wasn't my type, too ‘ sex in your typeface'in appearance. A too low and bring out cleavage, an overly wet split dead doll, brassy ‘ Hollywood'manner lipstick, and so on.

The others, as far as my quick inspection allowed, all just looked pretty average. The plain one struck me as a bit odd. She was so nonde, as to be almost inconspicuous. Her hair was tidy, but that's all it was, just whisker, no stylus, goose egg ! The clothes she wore, were as if they were meant to hide her, like camouflage, loose fitting and very average.

Maybe I just read too much into them, perhaps, she just didn't tutelage. Her desk, I noticed, was clean and ordered, everything in its place.

The teacher, called our names, ticking us off."Julie Rodgers"she read out, and I raised my hired man, only a few await my way.

She continued reading the names out. The plain girl responded to,"Diane Peters."

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Diane sat waiting patiently for the instructor to commence the lesson. She had no interest in her fellow students, only the subject to be learned.

A hand touched her radiocarpal joint,"Do you imagine I might borrow a pencil ? I've broken mine and don't seem to have a spare."It was the new girl, she vaguely realised, without a word, she passed her one.

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I went into the mobile canteen and saw Diane sitting on her own in a corner."Oh, here you are, I just wanted to return your pencil, and say thanks."I started to take the air away, but on impulse, turned and asked,"Do you mind if I sit here, I don't know anyone else ?"

She simply nodded, then returned to her book. I sat and unpacked my lunch."You're Diane, aren't you ? Hi, I'm Julie."

She glanced over briefly,"Hi."Then back to her book.

This is hard work, I thought to myself, oh well, never mind.

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Diane did not suffer any champion, not that it ever bothered her, she didn't even think about it. She'd never had a boyfriend, it just never occurred to her. She wasn't aware of the fact that she looked knit, it wasn't anything intentional.

She bought clothes, simply because she had to wear them, no thought ever went into their natural selection. physical composition didn't cum into the equivalence, to her, it didn't serve any purpose.

This daughter, Julie, was it ? Seemed to chafe her a bit, although she had no musical theme why. She just didn't have any need to speak to anyone.

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I studied Diane as she ate. Yes, she was field, well outwardly, as if by design. And yet, something about her intrigued me.

I thought, style that hair a footling, a flyspeck trace of composition, and some more attractive clothes, she could perhaps be quite pretty. I felt a little shiver, goosebumps just showed on my subdivision. jack ! I thought you like this girl.

It had been six months since I broke up with Trish, it had been a nasty separation, and I was not in any hurry for another kinship. And this rather ordinary bicycle girl, it didn't make sense.

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Diane was cognizant that Julie was studying her. Why ? She wondered, she'd made it quite obvious that she wanted to be left alone.

Diane had never had a intimate thought in her biography. No feelings of attraction to anyone. No awareness of her own consistency. It simply had never arisen.

She boarded the bus and was busy settling when Julie plonked down succeeding to her.

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"Hi again,"said Julie, brightly, her handwriting briefly touching Diane's, who barely noticed.

Julie enquired where she lived, to then call out,"So you're only just down the route from me ! We moved in there just a few weeks ago. There's a conjunction for you."

They chatted for the remainder of the journey, goose egg of meaning, although it was a passably one-sided conversation on Julie's part."

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Diane did, however, set about to take some delight from talking to this girl, it seemed different, she had no idea why.

They left the bus and turned toward their street. Julie took her hand, as they walked. It suddenly occurred to Diane, that it felt quite a courteous, and where, she would normally have withdrawn from the touch, this time, she didn't.

They arrived outside a pretty garden, Julie said,"Well here's mine. Why don't you come in for a nice cool drink ? If you would like to, that is."

Diane hesitated, this was all something alien to her. But, before she knew it, she said,"Yes O.K., that would be nice, thanks."

Julie fetched ice coldness lemonade and indicated toward the back garden."There's a cover girl piazza to sit in the nicety back there, come on, follow me."

The judiciary was quite specialise, just blanket enough for the two of them. Diane could feel the warmheartedness from Julie's thigh, pressed close. It didn't really register at start, but as she became aware, it made her feel a fiddling uncomfortable, even though she had no idea why, just an unusual proximity.

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Julie's hired hand came to get across hers, seemingly just a gesture, with nix intended. Diane wouldn't have recognised it if there were.

But when Julie's fingers began a very rebuff caress, the missy glanced down, thinking it odd.

Julie was feeling a tingle in her body, a light peak between her ramification. She knew quite well what was happening. She wanted to impact the girl, she was allowing herself to be drawn to her.

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Julie's hired hand left hers, and Diane realised that she missed it. She considered this strange new feeling, what was happening to her ?

Julie laughed at something she said, I had missed the point, but I laughed with her anyway. For some reason, I felt honorable inside.

Then she had put her arm around my shoulder, for a moment I felt terror. What was she doing ? But when it just lay along my shoulders, I relaxed.

Still, Julie chatted, I was surprised that I found, I quite revel listening to her. It occurred to me that she had a very pleasant voice, sort of bubbly, and so friendly.

Then I felt her fingers stroking my upper arm, it was so clean, I hardly noticed, but when I did, I knew it felt good.

Inadvertently, I had leaned a little closer to her. I was shocked when I realised and went to move away again, but her arm held me, even pulled me a piffling tighter.

I just sat there, stiff, and now a little frightened. She turned toward me, her face close to my ear,"Relax Diane, it's just courteous to find you close."she whispered.

Her early hand came across her lap, taking mine, she entwined our digit together. It felt estimable again. I did relax, leaning against her, but I was puzzled. I could never before have imagined, sitting like this with another person.

Her other hired hand, against my jumper, seemed to range the English of my tit, was it an stroke or had she meant it ? I was sure she had.

I could feel my nipple push against my bra, just like on a frigidity day. A strange feeling ran through my body, as concentrated as I wondered what it was, I had no solution, but I knew it felt nice.

Her mitt brushed again, and this time, there was a definite tingling to my nipple, I gave a very lilliputian startle. What is she doing to me ? It did feel overnice, but these strange feelings made me scare, I had no melodic theme what they were.

Her fingers released my hand until one touched my Chin, she very gently turned my face to hers. I looked into her eyes, mine wide in shock. Then she leaned forward, and our lips touched. I gasped and tried to pull away, but her arm was holding me tight.

Once again, her lips came to mine, and this time, she kissed me. I could feel her back talk moving, but mine were rigid, I didn't know what to do. I felt her tongue tickle along my lips, as her hand left my chin, and it was then touching the social movement of my jumper.

For a minute, I cringed, what was she doing, touching my breast ? Her finger pinched through the material, my nipple reacted to the touch, I could feel it tighten up even more. God, it felt right, I thought to myself, even though I was by now petrified.

Her tongue entered my backtalk, I must hold relaxed my lips, she tickled my tongue, and without any conscious persuasion, mine responded, and then I was returning the kiss. The first candy kiss of my living and it was with a girl.

Her hand cupped my breast and gently squeezed, then massaged. My objection to the signature was melting away.

I felt a strange feeling surging in my body, especially down between my legs. My peg squirmed, I clutched my knees fast together.

I hadn't noticed how or when, but found my bridge player had reached for hers, and I was pressing the hired hand to my breast, as she rubbed.

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Julie drew back from the kiss,"You okay ? Do you want me to lay off ?"

I almost said yes, but my mouth said,"No, don't stop."

Her deal left my breast to move down, then she was lifting the bottom of my jumper, her fingers touched my breadbasket, to move around, in little circles. I gave a tremble, and my stage clenched again.

The finger traced up reached my bra, and once more than she squeezed. Then she was searching for the shoulder strap and was pushing it off my shoulder. She eased the bra off my boob, I felt the nipple bound liberate, then she was holding it in her palm.

She was looking closely at me, gauging my reaction, I guess, for the maiden clock time, I smiled at her. She grinned and pinched my nipple.

I gasped aloud. For a moment, I clutched at my pinafore, she was pushing it up. Never had anyone seen my breasts.

I let go, as she persisted, then I felt an galvanizing electrical shock, her mouth had enclosed my nipple, without understanding why, I took her head and pulled her in tight to me.

The hand that had been at my boob was now drifting down again, for a moment it caressed my stomach, then of a sudden, it was pressing through my skirt, and between my legs. Automatically I fought against this unknown intrusion, I began to scramble, her hand stopped pushing, but still sat where it was.

She lifted her head to look at me,"Diane, I want to touch you, and I know you want me to, just let it happen."

Then she kissed me again, I had realised that I loved her kiss. I found my legs had parted, just slightly, I don't exactly know when. The press of her fingers was so light, I hadn't noticed.

She was now rubbing a digit down to my secret parts. I felt a jolt, it had just pressed into the push button, I knew was my clit, it had never been touched before, not even by me. Something mat different, I seemed to be bigger than I thought it was.

My skirt was slowly moving up my second joint, I knew I should, but I couldn't move to kibosh it. Now her fingers were at the front of my scanty, softly they rubbed, down along the ingress to my pussy, my legs opened themselves wide, I no longer seemed to have control over them, and her finger pressed.

Back up again, then that jerk once more, as she found my clitoris. Her fingers stayed there, massaging it into growth.

As she pulled away from our kiss, she raised her fingers, so I could see them glistening in the light, they were wet, very wet, She touched them to her sass, her tongue flicked out, and licked. I watched both shocked and amazed, of a sudden, I understood what titillating meant.

She held her fingers, to me, and hesitantly, I tasted. It was a strange gustatory perception, not unpleasant, but it wasn't so much the taste, as the touch that came over me. Suddenly I knew, I wanted this missy to touch me more, I needed her to.

She smiled deep into my eyes, as I took her hand, and moved it back between my legs.

The crotch of my pantie was being pulled aside, then her digit, for the first time, touched my underground human body. I looked down to determine, I couldn't help myself, and saw her easing my bring down lips apart.

A finger's breadth disappeared, as she pushed inside of me, gently as thick as she could go. My articulatio coxae heaved at her mitt as she withdrew, the opinion surging through me was like heaven, I felt a sense of loss as her finger came out.

But then she was pushing again, two fingers this time, and her thumb was rubbing my button. I could actually see it, like never before, jutting out from it's normally hidden place, it jumped as she flicked.

Her finger's breadth were going faster now, as she moved them in and out. I could feel the unknown feelings, like a fervor rising in intensity, raging between my legs. I was lifting off the workbench, trying desperately to reach her hand energy deeper.

Then my entirely torso went instruct like a curl springtime, I felt myself shaking, my legs felt like jelly, then I was jerking myself on her finger's breadth, as my trunk went into overdrive. I wasn't sure, but I thought that this was my initiative climax. I had no control left, I was lost, riding a wafture of ecstasy.

Finally, as my body slack up and I opened my eyes, I gazed in awe at the outer space between my legs, I had no thought that all this time, such pleasance was hidden there. I saw her hand, still lying there, all wet and sheeny

I clung to her, as Julie planted candy kiss all over my face.

For the offset clock time in my liveliness, I used lyric I would never consume dreamed of normally using,"What the fuck was that ?"

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"Did you like it ?"Julie looked at me, and I saw pleading in her eyes.

"I absolutely, totally, loved it,"Diane answered.

Julie's smile was Delicious. Then a strange broody tone came over her typeface,"I know it's very soon Diane, but I think I'm falling in love with you, do you take care ?"

God knows I've never done it before, but I actually squealed, before I pulled her to me,"I think I would be very well-chosen if you loved me, perhaps I could be your girlfriend ? I've never had either a girl or a boyfriend before."Then she clutched a hand to her mouth,"You don't have one already, do you ?"

"No, but I do now,"Julie answered with a smile.

"That's just brainy !"Then coyly,"When are you going to show me what to do, so I can get you going crazy like I just did ?"

"Why don't we go to my chamber, so I can present you, would you like that ?"

Diane stood and held my helping hand, she gave me a quick kiss, then said,"Lead the way, my love."

The end .