"No wonder you're acting like this. It's not good to think about that kind of stuff all the time."

"You drive me crazy!" Ralph sighed, pulling her hand down until she touched him.

Cammy felt the hardness and the heat and the silky texture of his cock. A funny little tremor went through her. Like nothing she'd ever experienced.

"Okay, I touched you. Now I gotta go."

"Grab me. Circle your fingers around me. Come on, Cammy, come on! My balls are about to explode!"

"They hurt?"

"Goddamn right they hurt. I've got blue balls over you. All that cum gets trapped in there and can't get out and it starts hurting. A guy can get real sick when that happens."

Camilla gave a short little laugh. "You're shitting me!"

"I'm not either." Ralph shut his eyes. "Yeah, squeeze it like that! Yeah, squeeze it and then let go. Yeah, Cammy that's helping a lot. Do it faster, would you? Maybe you could kinda move your hand up and down a little."

"Look, I touched you. Now I've got to get inside before…"

"Keep doing that Cammy." Ralph's fingers tightened around her wrist so she couldn't pull her hand away. "Ohhhh, God, don't stop now!"

Cammy was uncomfortable with what she was doing, but intrigued too. She knew that some girls did this kind of thing for boys all the time. She wasn't sure why she hadn't ever done it. Maybe because her folks were a little uptight about sex. Maybe because she thought it was wrong. Maybe because she was a little afraid of the fluttery feeling she was feeling right now. The hot, hard shaft her fingers circled was pulsing and for the first time she took a closer look.

Dark as the car was, she could still see the shape of Ralph's cocktip. It was like a mushroom with a long, thick stem. Her fingers were working the skin of that stem up and down, and, when her forefinger brushed against the dusky, swollen head, Ralph groaned and grasped her thigh.