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However, despite now being of legal age I appeared a good four years younger, maybe even more. My skin was pale but smooth, my thighs firm, and I had only a faint hint of pubic hair with a very well defined slit tucked between my plump lower lips. I wore thin framed glasses over my large green eyes and liked to wear my long light brown hair in braids that cascaded down to my bust line, what there was of it anyway.
All in all I was a fairly pretty girl but certainly not the beauty queen type and never considered myself sexy in any way. Actually, I was quite shy and had a small number of real friends. Ok, to be honest, yes I was a little nerd.
As for sex, I was still a virgin but not really by choice. At my high school there were so many really pretty girls that I was just overlooked. It was frustrating to know all the cheerleaders and popular girls were getting fucked hard on a regular basis. I had no moral hang-ups about sex or objections to it. The closest I had been to real sex was just using my hand to play with my happy spots.