Being best friends with someone you’re in love with and they don’t know can be hard. “No, of course not, if you’re not ready, don’t do it Bailey.” I take her hand into mine and we talk more about Cal, not what I really had planned, but she needs it. “You know, there is something creepy about kids and being possessed what were they thinking?” Bailey complains, like she isn't the one who picked the films. I thrust my tongue into her passion-moisten depths and she lets out such a perfect squealing moan that makes me want her all the more. It’s not what I had in mind, our first time, but I don’t think I could have asked for a better way.