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    I stopped at the bathroom and by the time I was washing my hands, I had received a text back.
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    I 'll be home in fifteen.
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    I laughed. Typical. I got back to the living room. Emily was sitting on the couch, looking nervous. I sat next to her and leaned into her. “Tell me what's on your mind, sweetheart.”
    She smiled, then took a deep breath. “I've never kissed a girl before, but kissing you was exactly what I imagined it'd be like. I want to have a good time up in college, but I don't want to be nervous the whole time. And I don't want to act like I'm worried about my parents finding out, because I don't care if they do.”
    I smiled. This was perfect. “Well, I can help you out with that. Kevin can too. We helped Charlotte out.”
    She giggled. “I figured you had. She has been floating on Cloud Nine recently, and she told us she lost her virginity, though she wouldn't tell us with who. We figured it was a member of the boy's soccer team, but now I know.”
    I giggled. “We've had a good time with Charlotte.”
    She smiled. “I'm a bit nervous, though. I've never been with a man at all. Can I just, like, kiss him and stuff? I'm not sure I want to go all the way yet.”
    I giggled. “You can go as far as you want, or hold back as much as you want. This is a judgment-free zone.” I paused. “There is one thing I will need you to do, though.”
    “What's that?”
    “I need you to call Charlotte, right now, and ask her if it's okay.”
    She gulped, then laughed. “That's going to be pretty awkward, isn't it?”
    I shrugged. “I don't want her to feel like we've been cheating on her, or that she has a reason to distrust her friend. You can call her and ask her if it's okay if we teach you how to give a blow job.”
    Her jaw dropped a little bit. “I've never given a guy a blow job before,” she said.
    “I know, that's why you've got to learn. Now call. And make sure you tell her it was your idea.”
    She seemed like she didn't know how to react, but then picked up her phone and started thumbing through the contacts list. She turned on the phone's speaker and I heard it ringing. “Hello?” came Charlotte's heavenly voice from the phone.
    “Hey, Charlotte,” Emily said.
    “Hey! How did your game go?”
    “Oh, we won. Listen, that's not important. I'm over at Marissa's now. I've been thinking a lot about... what we talked about...” She was clearly embarrassed.
    “What we talked about. You mean college?”
    “Uh huh. I asked Marissa if she could help me learn how to give a blow job. She said I had to call and ask you.”
    “Oh... I see... And you want to do it?”
    She looked up at me, and I could see the lust in her eyes. “Uh huh.”
    “Is Marissa there?”
    “I'm here, sweetheart,” I said.
    There was a pause on the other end of the line. “You're not mad, are you?” Emily asked.
    Charlotte laughed. “I'm not mad, I just wish I could be there too. Have a good time, and give Kevin an extra kiss from me. I'll be seeing you guys soon enough anyway.”
    I breathed a sigh of relief. She was okay with it. Now I wouldn't feel like I was cheating.
    Emily hung up the phone and looked at me. “Is that all you needed?”
    “That's all I needed, sweetie,” I said, then leaned in and kissed her. She wrapped her hands around the back of my neck and seemed to relax more into this kiss. I broke it off quickly. “Why don't we go to the bedroom and we can continue this there?”
    She grinned and nodded.
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    I held her hand as we made it back to the bed, the same bed where she had given me a massage last week. “Get comfortable,” I said.
    In an instant, she had her soccer shorts and jersey off. Underneath she had a pair of pink spandex and a pink sports bra on. I took off my shirt too, leaving me with just my jeans and nursing bra on. My fingers ran up and down her sides, her muscles turning me on even more.
    I lifted her