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Many years ago Sylvie was working as a cook in a factory canteen. Sylvie was quite gregarious and made friends easily. Sylvie would babysit for one of her work friends. Sylvie?s friend had a daughter and three sons. There was a gap of several years between the daughter, who was the eldest, and the sons. Sylvie got to know the daughter, Mandy, quite well and Mandy started to regard Sylvie as a substitute big sister. Eventually Mandy was old enough to babysit her younger brothers herself and Sylvie?s services were no longer required. Mandy clearly missed Sylvie?s company and began to visit our house fairly regularly. After a while Mandy asked if she could bring her boyfriend with her to which Sylvie was happy to agree. When they visited, we tried to ensure that they had some private time together which they were unable to get at Mandy?s house. Sometimes we left them alone in the house whilst Sylvie and I went out for a while. When it was Mandy?s sixteenth birthday we had a little party for her and her boyfriend. It was about a month later that Sylvie said that she needed a favour from me. It was a little delicate, she said. Apparently Mandy had asked Sylvie if she could get pregnant from ?heavy petting?. After a few questions from Sylvie and it was clear that Mandy had received no sex education, either Anadolu Yakası Escort at school or at home. This was also long before the internet. Sylvie, likewise, had received no formal sex education (although she?d had plenty of practical experience!). She told Mandy that she was pretty sure not, but that I would know more because I had studied biology (which was true, but only to a point) and she would ask if I would explain things to Mandy. When Mandy had expressed reservations about asking a man about such a delicate matter, Sylvie provided reassurance that I could be relied upon to be suitably discreet. The next week Sylvie announced that Mandy would be coming over on Friday evening. I arrived home from football training, after a fish supper and a couple of pints, at about 9:00 p.m. Mandy was already there. I greeted her as normal, but she seemed a little quiet. I must admit I, too, could feel the butterflies in my stomach. It was my normal practice on a Friday evening when I arrived home after football to shower and change into my robe (and nothing else). Sylvie would shower too and change into something sexy and we?d settle down on the couch, sometimes to watch a porno video. My robe was light cotton and quite short, so I wasn?t sure that it was appropriate Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan to wear it in front of a guest. Sylvie seemed to read my thoughts. ?Why don?t you shower and put on your robe as usual,? she said. I did as I was bid and about twenty minutes later came back downstairs. Sylvie and Mandy were in the lounge listening to music and chatting. Sylvie said, ?Mandy has ?phoned her Mum to tell her that she?s staying over here tonight." ?I need to shower and I need to find Mandy some night attire, so we?ll see you shortly,? she said. A while later, Sylvie and Mandy returned to the room and interrupted my fantasies. Sylvie had on her silk wrap, even shorter than mine and Mandy had on Sylvie?s sheer satin nightie. To my disappointment Mandy had kept on her bra and panties underneath. Both bra and panties appeared to be white lace and showed through the cream satin. I adjusted my robe trying to hide my growing erection. Sylvie curled up on the couch next to me, drawing her legs under her and Mandy sat on the chair opposite, obviously a little self-conscious. ?Right,? said Sylvie, ?Mandy has something to ask you.? Mandy was clearly both nervous and embarrassed, obviously aware of her underwear showing through the satin nightie. Mandy stuttered. Escort Anadolu Yakası She looked at Sylvie for reassurance. Sylvie said ?It?s okay, go ahead and ask Malky what you asked me.? ?Can you g-g-get pregnant from heavy petting?? she managed to blurt out. This was surreal. I was already as horny as hell. I decided to make the most of the situation. ?It depends what you mean,? I said. ?Tell me what you have been doing with your boyfriend.? Mandy hesitated. ?It?s okay, Mandy,? said Sylvie, reassuringly, ?You can tell Malky. He?s very experienced in these things and he won?t be shocked or think you?re bad, whatever you?ve done. I?m sure that none of it is anything that Malky and I haven?t done ourselves.? This latter seemed to come as a bit of a revelation to Mandy. She clearly hadn?t thought that grown ups, like her mother and her mother?s friends, would indulge in deviant sexual practices or perhaps any sexual practices at all. ?We?ve been kissing? with tongues,? Mandy volunteered. ?And touching,? she added, getting a little bolder. ?You won?t get pregnant from kissing, even with tongues,? I reassured her. ?Where have you been touching?? Mandy looked at Sylvie to see whether she should answer. Sylvie nodded encouragement. ?Let me help you,? I said. ?Did he touch your breasts?? ?Yes,? Mandy whispered. ?Did he touch your vagina?? I asked. Mandy looked puzzled. ?Your cunt,? I explained. ?Yes,? she said, blushing profusely and looking at her hands in her lap. I too was looking in the same direction. Her legs had parted and I could now see the crotch of her lace panties. They may have been a little damp. My cock gave another twitch.