First Time Model (Part 3) First Sexual Experience

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First Time Model (Part 1) told the story of Keila as she tried glamour modeling for the first time. Part 2 told how Keila got her friend Jess involved. Part 3 - this story - tells how Jess took it even further.

A month had passed since the steamy night I’d spent with Keila and Jess. The following day I had received a brief text from both of them simply saying ‘Thank you’; then I had neither seen nor heard from either of them. Looking back on that night I still found it hard to believe that it had actually happened. It was more like a dream – a wild fantasy – rather than reality. Who would have thought that two incredibly attractive young girls – both virgins - would be playfully frolicking on my bed completely naked, not at all concerned that I could see everything? Then that I would join them on the bed and they would let me fondle their gorgeous nude bodies, including their most intimate parts. And then finally, that ultimate pleasure, one of the girls, Keila – normally so shy and reserved – would submit her heavenly body to me and we’d go all the way. My only regret from the night was that there hadn’t been enough time to make love to the other girl, Jess, as well.

 

Although I’d laundered the bedding a few times since our night of intimacy, occasionally when lying in bed, I’d get a whiff of the girls’ scent and I’d instantly be transported back to that night of passion; even my member would stiffen at the recollection. It’s strange how smell can be so evocative.

 

Then, on a Thursday afternoon, completely out-of-the-blue, I was surprised to get a call from Jess.

 

“Hiya, it’s Jess.” she said, “Are you well?”

 

“Hiya Jess. I’m fine.” I replied, “Everything okay?” I’d sensed a nervousness in her voice.

 

“I’m good. Thank you.” she responded, “I wondered if it would be possible to come and see you?” she continued, still sounding apprehensive or excited, I couldn’t tell which.

 

“Sure. No probs.” I answered, “When would suit?”

 

“Later today? About seven?” she posed.

 

“I guess so.” I reacted, surprised by the urgency

 

“Great!” she exclaimed, “See you later. Bye.”

 

I just managed a ‘Bye’ in response before she put the phone down. I was left wondering what could be so pressing that Jess needed to see me so urgently. I regretted not asking her if it was a club matter or something more personal. As a serving member of the committee I often had subscribers come to me with queries about the club; and as one of the more senior representatives it wasn’t unusual to be approached for advice on personal matters by junior members. If only I’d asked Jess what it was about I could be better prepared.

 

At seven o’clock I heard a car stop and a door open and close, and then the car moved off again. I heard footsteps on the gravel drive, then there was a knock at my front door. I opened it to find Jess standing there looking as classy and sophisticated as ever. She was wearing a smart, silk blouse in a silvery colour, tight blue denim jeans and tan leather Chelsea boots. She’d incorporated loose waves into her long sheeny hair, which was slightly redder and longer than I recalled from before; it shone lustrously like burnished copper even in the subdued lighting, and made her look even more sultry than normal. Needless to say, she looked stunning. I invited her in; unexpectedly she gave me a small kiss on the cheek. Looking her up and down I recalled how ravishing she was under her clothes. Beneath her blouse I knew that her tits were small but smooth, unblemished, round and perfectly formed. And under her jeans she’d got the longest, shapeliest legs, cutest bottom and the most delightful, tight, little pussy – which I’d not only seen but I had felt too. I was going stiff just at the thought of it. Jess caught me gazing at her in wonderment. She gave a little cough to bring me out of my reverie.

 

“Are you undressing me in your head?” she asked suspiciously, “That’s naughty!” she chuckled.

 

“I’m sorry, I was miles away.” I conceded guiltily, “I love your hair like that.” I said, trying to cover what I’d really been thinking.

 

“Thank you for noticing.” she smiled, “I’ve grown it out a bit longer and used a new colour. You don’t think it’s too red do you?”

 

“It suits you.” I confirmed, “I’ve just put the kettle on. Would you like a tea or a coffee? Or perhaps you’d prefer a cold drink?” I continued as I ushered her in.

 

“Can I be cheeky and ask if you’ve got any vodka left?” she asked, “My mum dropped me off and will collect me in about an hours’ time, so I can have a drink tonight – if you don’t mind?”

 

“I have.” I replied, surprised by her temerity, “I’ve even got some Coke now too, so you’ve got a choice of that or lemonade.”

 

“Vodka Coke would be great.” she confirmed, “Only a small one though. I got a bit too tipsy when I was here last time.”

 

As I prepped Jess a regular Vodka and coke I wondered if the reason she was here was to do with what had happened the previous time. Perhaps she was concerned with what I’d seen and done, and had come to seek assurance I’d not told anyone. I handed the drink to her. I poured myself a mug of tea, then I showed her through to the living room and we sat down. Jess looked around and sipped her drink.

 

“So, how can I help, Jess?” I started, “Is it to do with the club?”

 

“The room looks different to how it was when I was last here.” she said, looking about her pensively; ignoring my question.

 

“I suppose it does. I’d converted it into a makeshift studio that night.” I said, “I’ve put the furniture back where it normally is, and stowed away all the additional lights, so this is how it usually looks.”

 

“That was a fun night.” Jess smiled, “I really enjoyed myself; and I know Keila did as well.”

 

“I enjoyed it too.” I admitted, “You were both great.”

 

“Thank you.” Jess grinned, “Strange to think that the last time I was in this room I was only wearing my bra and knickers.”

 

“I suppose you were.” I concurred, loosening my collar; the mere thought had suddenly raised my temperature.

 

“Would you like to see me like that again?” Jess said plainly.

 

I nearly choked on my tea when she said it. It certainly sounded more like an offer than a hypothetical question. Before I could answer, Jess continued:

 

“Keila and I have looked through the photos a lot since that night. You made a good job of them.” she said, “There’s loads of pictures of us just in our underwear, and lots of Keila totally naked. She really is photogenic, with a beautiful face, a great body, nice tits and a cute little pussy – which we noticed you took lots of photos of!”

 

“There’s quite a few of me naked too; including several of my pussy. I didn’t realise you’d seen it so much or so clearly”.

I wasn't sure where Jess was taking this so I let her continue.

 

“Then, of course, there’s a few photos of you completely naked that Keila took. Those are our favourites. Especially the ones where we can see your stiff cock. They always make Keila swoon and think of what you two did next. She’s told me several times about how good it felt when you were inside her.”

 

“I was ready for us to do it together too but unfortunately we ran out of time. So I feel I missed out. That’s why I’m here tonight. I want you to have sex with me.”

 

For the second time tonight I nearly choked. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing; that Jess was being so forward. But she hadn’t finished:

 

“Keila said to me that she was really nervous the first time that she came here, and had no intention of taking her clothes off – certainly not all of them. She admitted to me that she was mortified when she inadvertently showed you her pussy. She wanted the ground to swallow her up.”

 

“But looking back on that first night she confessed that she had enjoyed posing for the camera much more than she had expected to. She said she had found the whole experience exciting, thrilling; especially stripping off in front of you. She was really turned on when you saw her naked, particularly when you saw her pussy; so much so that she couldn’t wait to show it to you again.”

 

“On the second night, when we were her together, she was desperate to take her clothes off and show you everything. I must admit I was stunned.”

 

“I didn’t believe it when she told me. But that’s exactly how I feel now. I’m really excited by the thought of showing you everything again. I can’t wait to strip off and go to bed with you. My bad?”

 

I didn’t speak. I was in shock as to what Jess was proposing. I looked at her in astonishment. Had she really just said that? It had to be a wind up, surely? Perhaps she’d been drinking already tonight and was drunk, although she didn’t sound drunk. For her  part, Jess was confused by my silence. Sounding concerned she added:

 

“What’s wrong? You do want to see me naked again don’t you? And you would like to have sex with me wouldn’t you? I watched what you did with Keila and I’m ready. Oh, and this is the only drink I’ve had so I’m not drunk if that’s what you’re worried about. I’m definitely sober enough to give you my consent.”

 

It was as if she was reading my mind. She looked frustratingly at her watch.

 

“Well?” she said, “Make your mind up, my mum will be back in forty-five minutes; I don’t want to run out of time again.”

 

I desperately didn’t want to run out of time again either. I stood up.

 

“Shall we go up to the bedroom?” I suggested, “And continue where we left off last time?”

 

“Yes please!” Jess responded eagerly.

 

Jess made her way to the stairs with me following close behind. Her bum looked great in her tight jeans.

 

“Last time you followed me up the stairs you pulled my knickers down.” Jess giggled, “And you saw my bare bottom. I was horrified.”

 

“I did!” I chuckled, “I must admit I love your bum!”

 

“Maybe, just maybe, I’ll let you pull them down again shortly.” she teased, “And you’ll see more than my bum!” she added with a wink.

 

“That would be great!” I grinned.

 

I followed Jess into the bedroom and she encouraged me to sit on the bed. She stood directly in front of me. In the brighter light of the bedroom her hair looked even more radiant; it shone gloriously, giving her the look of a Gaelic warrior queen.

 

“Ready for a little strip show?” she chuckled.

 

“Yes please!” I beamed.

 

With an air of confidence and a nonchalant smile she bent over, removed her Chelsea boots to reveal pink socks then she pulled her socks off and stuffed them in her boots. Her hands moved to her silk blouse and she started to undo the buttons. Once they were all undone she opened it up to reveal a white lacy bra. I stared in awe at her as she completely removed her blouse. Her slim body was stunning, just as I recalled. Then without any hint of hesitation her hands moved to the top of her jeans; she unbuttoned them then opened them up at the front to expose her panties. She was watching me as intently as I was watching her as she lowered her jeans revealing her gorgeous, long, shapely legs – they seemed to go on forever. Once her jeans were around her ankles she stepped out of them.

 

She stood in front of me wearing just her lacy bra, skimpy white panties and an alluring smile. Her panties were tiny, just a small triangle of virtually sheer material over her slit. I gazed in wonder at them; at her.

 

“Do you like my knickers?” she asked casually, “They’re the skimpiest, sexiest ones I own.”

 

“You do know that not only are they tiny but they’re very see-through too?” I quizzed, “They leave nothing to the imagination.”

 

“Can you see my slit?” she asked, not sounding at all concerned or embarrassed, indeed she sounded excited by the prospect.

 

“I can.” I confirmed, “Quite clearly actually.”

 

“I wouldn’t dare wear these knickers under a skirt or dress. Can you imagine if I’d worn them that night in the pub when you looked up my dress?” she posed, “I would have been so embarrassed thinking that you may have seen my pussy. I wouldn’t have been able to face you again!”

 

“Yet you’re happy for me to see them now? Even though I can see right through them?” I questioned.

 

“I put them on especially, hoping that you would see them – and see my pussy!”  she giggled, “You’ll see it even better when they come off!” she added with a grin.

 

“I can’t wait!” I breathed in anticipation.

 

“You’ll have to wait a little bit longer because my bra is coming off first.” she  grinned.

 

Jess then put her hands behind her back and undid her bra clasp; she pushed the straps off her shoulders and the bra fell to the ground, completely exposing her little tits. She made no attempt to cover them. I gawped wide-eyed, mouth open at the delightful view. Jess’s breasts were small, youthfully smooth, unblemished, rounded and perfectly formed. Her areolae and nipples were reddish-brown, only slightly darker than her pale fleshy boobs; her nipples were petite but erect.

 

“You’re staring at them again, just like you did the first time you saw them.” Jess said, but sounding nowhere near as disconcerted as she had on that initial occasion when she’d revealed them to me.

 

“Sorry. It’s just they are so adorable.” I uttered, barely able to speak, “Can I touch them?” I asked hopefully.

 

“I know they’re small.” Jess continued, ignoring my request, “Certainly not as big as Rebecca’s, nor even as big as Keila’s.”

 

“They look heavenly to me.” I purred, “Please can I hold them?” I pleaded.

 

“Oh, go on then. Help yourself.” Jess acquiesced with a smile.

 

I stood up reached forward and cupped Jess’s breasts, one in each hand. They were an exact fit.

 

“There! A perfect handful” I laughed, “Don’t be telling me they’re too small.”

 

I squeezed them and wobbled them which made Jess chuckle. They were pleasingly firm but pliable. I could feel Jess’s nipples getting harder.

 

“You’re the first person I’ve ever let play with my tits.” Jess laughed, “Is it bad that I’m actually enjoying you feel them? I’d happily let you do that for longer but we need to move on. Pull my knickers down.” she added uninhibitedly.

 

“S-sorry?” I stuttered, not believing I’d correctly heard what she’d said.

 

“You heard me. Pull my knickers down.” she repeated, “I’m desperate for you to see me totally naked again.”

 

I got off the bed and knelt in front of Jess. My eyeline was level with her panties. Some slim girls have prominent pubic mounds, but Jess’s was virtually flat. I was close enough to discern fine stubble where she had shaved, probably as recently as this morning – perhaps in anticipation of me seeing her naked? With trembling fingers I gripped either side of her tiny panties and slowly started to ease them down. As I could clearly see her pussy through the transparent material I knew when the top of her slit would come into view. Just as it did I hesitated and stopped.

 

“Your slit is just being exposed.” I told her, “Are you sure you want me to carry on?”

 

“Pull them right down.” Jess confirmed, “Honestly, I want you to.”

 

I resumed pulling her panties down so that her pussy was completely exposed. It was just as I remembered it: neat, tight and adorable. I carried on pulling them down to Jess’s ankles and she stepped out of them. She was totally naked. I leant forward and kissed her tenderly on her pussy.

 

“Mmm! I wasn’t expecting that! No-one's ever done that to me before.” Jess purred, “It felt nice.”

 

Jess parted her legs slightly to ensure I got an even better view of her pussy. She reached down between her legs and used her fingers to open up the folds of her vulva  so that I could observe even more. I could see that internally her pussy was damp and flushed red. I could even just make out her clit, which was tiny but bright red.

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“I don’t suppose you expected to see my pussy again?” Jess laughed, “I trust you’ve seen more of it this time than you did the last time? You do like it, don’t you?”

 

“It’s delectable.” I murmured, “Thank you for showing it to me again. I’ve got an even better view this time. Thank you.” I gushed.

 

“You’re welcome. Keila was right, it is really exciting standing in front of you naked, knowing that you’re looking at my tits and my pussy.” Jess confessed.

 

“Would it be possible to see your bottom too?” I asked.

 

“Of course.” Jess grinned, “I know you like my bottom!”

 

Jess turned around so that her bum was towards me. She even leant over slightly and wiggled her hips so that her cheeks wobbled invitingly. Her bottom was adorable. Although she was tall and thin, her butt was full and round – what is termed a ‘Bubble Butt’ I believe – with a curved bottom, symmetrical cheeks, a bit of ‘lift’ and enough volume but not excessively so. It appeared firm, perky and plump; but there was only one way to find out for sure. I reached out and gave her cheeks a squeeze.

 

“That’s naughty!” she laughed.

 

In response she bent over a bit further and twerked her bottom more vigorously. I couldn’t resist it; I gave her butt a sharp slap.

 

 “Ouch!” she yelped, “I enjoyed that way too much.”

 

“So did I!” I grinned.

 

“Are you going to get naked now?” Jess asked eagerly, “I’d really like to see your cock again.”

 

“Of course!” I enthused, “Are you happy for me to just undress without giving you a show? I wouldn’t want to run out of time for what comes after!”

 

“Nor would I! It's 'what comes after' that I'm really looking forward to!” Jess exclaimed, “Be as quick as you can!”

 

Jess took my place sitting on the bed and I stood where she had been standing. Although I’d told her I wasn’t going to put on a show, I noticed she was watching eagerly as I stripped. She had a broad grin on her face as my clothes quickly came off. I was soon down to just my boxers, which were bulging as they tried to contain my inevitable erection. I saw Jess’s eyes widen with anticipation as I moved my hands to my boxers and started to lower them. Then I stopped. Jess looked at me, disappointment etched on her face.

 

“You stopped!” she said despondently, "Just as I was about to see it!"

 

“I thought you’d like to pull them down?” I stated, “It seems only fair as you let me pull yours down.”

 

“Can I?” she asked, excitement returning to her face.

 

“Help yourself.” I urged.

 

Jess got off the bed and knelt in front of me just as I had done to her not long previous. I noticed that her fingers were shaking just as mine had been as she reached out, took hold of my boxers and started to lower them. I saw her eyes widen even more as my erection came into view. It suddenly sprang out like a Jack-in-the-box, which caused Jess to recoil with shock. Unperturbed Jess carried on pulling my boxers down until they were around my ankles, I stepped out of them and stood in front of Jess with my stiff penis sticking out resolutely towards her. Jess was staring at it intently.

 

“Yours is still the only one I’ve seen.” Jess admitted, “In real life I mean. I’m amazed how stiff it gets. Can I let you into a secret?” she added conspiratorially.”

 

“What’s that?” I quizzed, intrigued.

 

“When Keila and I have been looking at the photos from last time we’ve been zooming in on it!” she giggled, “And enlarging it!”

 

“That’s not very supportive.” I shrugged, disappointedly.

 

“No! No! Sorry! I didn’t mean it like that!” Jess said defensively, “I meant just to get a better look at it. It’s plenty big enough! In fact, it looks even bigger tonight. Wait till I tell Keila I’ve seen it again! She’ll be so jealous.” she continued, trying to make up for her unintentional derogatory remark.

 

“You’ll soon find out how big it is when it’s inside you.” I winked, “Care to join me on the bed?”

 

“Yes please!” Jess yelped, “I can’t believe we’re actually going to do it!”

 

We laid together on the bed facing each other. No sooner had I got comfortable than I felt Jess wrap her long elegant fingers around my member and start to gently stroke it. Her touch was nimble and sensitive. I reached out with my right hand, placed it on her delicate little pussy and rubbed it softly with my fingertips. She gave a slight shudder, moaned appreciatively and arched her back so that I was applying more pressure to her vulva. We sidled in closer so that we could hug and kiss intimately.

 

I urged Jess to spread her lovely legs slightly; then encouraged her to move my cock in closer. She pushed my foreskin back and brushed my sensitive dome against her vulva. I could feel that she was damp.

 

“Are you ready?” I asked., "Once it's in there's no going back."

 

“Mmm.” was all she said by way of reply.

 

I took that to be a positive response. I folded my fingers over Jess’s hand that was holding my member and together we guided it into her receptive vulva. She gave a shrill yelp as it first went in. I instructed her to close her legs so that my shaft pressed against her clitoris. It was really tight but I managed to ease it in a bit further. Once I was sure she was comfortable we started to rock rhythmically to and fro. I was deep inside her now. Despite the tightness I felt Jess’s hands on my buttocks ardently urging me in further.

 

“Oh my God! That feels so good.” she murmured, “I can’t believe we’re actually doing it!” she continued excitedly. 

 

We carried on kissing, caressing and letting our hands explore each other’s bodies – I was fondling Jess’s breasts, noting how erect her nipples were. Meanwhile she was alternately squeezing my bum cheeks and caressing my balls. Jess was a lot less frantic than Keila; she was more affectionate, more subtle. She was also a lot less vocal so far; confining any noise she made to soft utterances. Her breathing was getting faster and faster – as was mine – I knew I couldn’t hold on any longer. I was deep inside her when I released and with a few more vigorous thrusts I was spent. During this time Jess did get more vocal, yelling ‘Oh my God!’ at least four times. We kissed and cuddled for a while longer then we parted slightly. I looked into Jess’s shimmering eyes.

 

“Well?” I asked.

 

“That was fun.” Jess purred, “I had an orgasm.” she simpered shyly, biting her bottom lip.

 

“Me too.” I responded, “You’re so incredibly hot.”

 

“Thank you.” Jess smiled affectionately, “Wait till I tell Keila; she’ll be so jealous!”

 

Jess laid on her back contemplatively. I laid on my side watching her small breasts rise and fall with each breath. We gently caressed, lost in the moment. She looked stunning with her tousled flame hair spread out on the pillow framing her gorgeous face. After fondling her charming little breasts I ran my hand down over Jess’s taut stomach and soft pubic mound until I felt the top of her slit again. I slid my fingers over her pussy and tenderly rubbed it.

 

“That feels nice.” Jess sighed, “Can you do the same to my pussy as you did to me the last time I was here please?”

 

I recalled what I had done and how she had reacted. I rubbed Jess’s pussy a bit firmer then eased my fingers between her outer labia. Jess let out a faint squeal as she felt my fingers inside her. I knew from that first time I’d done this that Jess’s clit was hard to find, being miniscule and not very prominent. Once I’d located it I tickled it with the end of my finger, then I plucked at it. Jess squealed and squirmed with pleasure. She grabbed my flaccid manhood and worked it vigorously. I was pleasantly surprised how quickly it stiffened in response; I expected that it would take longer to recover. Buoyed by my erect manhood, I thought I’d try my luck once more.

 

“I’m ready to go again if you want to?” I whispered to her.

 

“You bet!” she replied, “I’m nearly there already just with what you’re doing with your fingers.” she giggled.

 

I climbed on top of her and kissed her gorgeous lips. At the same time I continued to tickle her clit with my fingers; she was very wet. Jess moved her legs further apart then eased my erect member inside her vulva. Although it was a tight fit I managed to carry on stimulating her with my fingers as my manhood penetrated her. I slowly lowered myself onto her so that our bodies were touching for most of their length. She let out a soft groan and let go of my member, confident that I was safely inside. I carefully pushed down with my groin. Jess exhaled deeply as she bore more of my weight. She yelped, then her pelvis came up to meet me, sending me deeper inside her. Our bodies rose and fell in rhythmic unison. I was much deeper inside her this time than I had been the first time; my whole shaft was inserted. Jess was repeatedly screaming ‘Yes! Yes! Yes!’ – so much for being less vocal I thought. This time Jess beat me to climax; but only just.

 

Once we were both spent I rolled off her. We lay together in silence as our breathing recovered. We were suddenly aware of another noise. It took a while for it to sink in what it was: the sound of a car hooter. Jess swung her long slender legs off the bed, stood up and went over to the window. I watched bewitched; I’d never tire of seeing those gorgeous lithesome legs and that cute, peach-like, pert bottom.

 

“Oh my God! It’s my mum!” Jess exclaimed, “I was having so much fun I’d lost all track of time.”

 

“Let’s just hope she hasn’t looked up at the bedroom window and seen you standing there naked with your tits and pussy in full view!” I said, genuine concern in my voice.

 

“Oh my God! What was I thinking? I forgot I was naked!” Jess gasped, “What if she did? How am I going to explain what I was doing in your bedroom with no clothes on?”

 

“May I suggest that firstly you step away from the window?” I said as calmly as I could.

 

Jess had been rooted to the spot in panic. She slowly backed away from the window and turned to face me, dread etched on her face. Although the situation was desperate I couldn’t help but take in the splendid sight of her long, slender legs, slim body and little breasts all perfectly exposed. She made no attempt to hide her delectable pussy either. In full view just inches away it looked adorable; I noted how red it was now.

 

“What shall we do?” she cried in despair, “I’m dead if she finds out what we've done.”

 

“I suggest we put our clothes back on as quickly as possible then calmly go downstairs to your mum.” I reasoned, “Let’s assume she didn’t see you.”

 

“But what if she did?” Jess asked terror-stricken.

 

“Then we move to Plan B.” I said.

 

“What’s Plan B?” Jess asked, with a glimmer of hope.

 

“Panic!” I chuckled, “Now put your clothes on.”

 

Jess bent over to pick her panties up and I playfully slapped her bare bottom.

 

“We haven’t got time for more naughtiness!” she admonished me, “Here have these.” she continued, handing me her tiny knickers. “I’ll be quicker if I go commando.”

"I'm getting quite a collection of these." I stated, "Keila gave me hers last time."

 

We both dressed as fast as possible and rushed downstairs. Jess’s mum was still sitting in her car waiting patiently. We took this as a positive sign. Surely if she’d spotted Jess naked at the window she would have come to the door? Jess ran a brush quickly through her hair and turned to face me. She looked drop-dead gorgeous, albeit a bit flushed.

 

“How do I look?” she asked, “Do I look like a girl that has just had sex? Twice?”

 

“Well actually….” I replied, “You might want to do something about this.”

 

I moved forward and put my hand in the open flies of her jeans and, because she wasn’t wearing any panties, I felt her slit.   

 

 “Oh my God! Thank you!” she cried, “That’ll teach me to get dressed in a hurry. It wouldn’t do for my mum to see that I’m not wearing any knickers!”

 

Jess quickly did up her jeans.

 

“Thank you for everything you’ve done tonight.” Jess extolled, “I can’t wait to tell Keila what we’ve done!”

 

“Will you tell her everything?” I asked.

 

“Of course.” Jess giggled, “She’ll be so jealous that I saw your cock again and that we did it not once but twice!”

 

Jess leaned in and kissed me full on the mouth.

 

“I’d love to do this again sometime.” she said as she opened the door, “Bye!”

 

“Me too!” I replied, “Bye!”

 

One last thing: I received a text from Jess about five minutes after she’d left. It read:

 

<Don’t think mum saw me at the window. Phew! Thank you for a fun night! Jx>

 

THE END

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