She tells you

With a sudden gasping sob, Emily breaks down, tears streaming down her cheeks, her chin wobbling. You pull her into your arms, hugging her, crooning words of condolence as you rock her gently. You can feel her slender body shuddering as she weeps, and you find her mysterious grief making your cock twitch. You hold her tightly until she calms, stroking her back as you soothe her. She finally subsides, making little hiccupping noises against your chest before looking up at you with watery eyes.

"I'm so sorry Mr. Sharp," she quavers. "I'm so embarrassed."

"Don't be sorry Emily," you say with mock concern. "If something is troubling you it's important to let it out. But its also important to talk about it. You can tell me what's bothering you. You can trust me to help you."

"It's just...I guess I'm just...well it's the first time that I've been away from home...and it's all so different."

"Are you sure that's all Emily?" you ask, sensing that she's holding back, and looking at her with profound kindness. She looks at you with wary eyes, biting her lip as she considers your words.

"Did something happen Emily?" you prompt her, and then when you see a flicker in her eyes you add "Was someone mean to you?"

"Umm...it was...some...some hazing..." she says very quietly, looking down. "And...I did something..." she breaks off, tears starting to run down her cheeks again.

"Who hazed you Emily? Have you reported this before?"

"Mr. Carter saw it...and he took us all to the Headmistress...she punished them...made them apologise..."

"What was it you did Emily? You can tell me. Get it off your chest."

"I...I...kissed another girl...um...down there..." She blushes crimson and bites her finger in shame. You hide the smile that wants to spread across your face and squeeze her shoulders.

"That's not so bad Emily. It's wrong that someone made you do that, but that's on them, not on you."

"But the girl...the other girl...she...she...climaxed...and...and...she tasted so good...and I got...you know..."

"You got wet," you say, and she nods silently, biting her lips.

"Have you been with a boy Emily?"

"Um...once...just once..."

"Did you like it?"

"No...um...not really...we were both clumsy...and it kinda hurt..."

"But it felt good when you kissed the other girl...down there," you say with a kind smile, choosing her euphemistic words.

"Um hmm..." she blushes again.

"Have you done it again? Since the time you were hazed?"

"Oh No Sir!" she says with shocked denial that is obviously entirely truthful.

"And now you're worried that you're a lesbian," you say, seeing her nod slowly, biting her finger again. "Well you might be," you add seeing her face get suddenly shocked. "But it's probably just that it was different and better than your first time with a boy. The only way to know for sure is to be with a boy again, or a man, and see if it's any better. Maybe you'll be one of those people who likes both boys and girls."

She looks at you doubtfully, still biting her finger. "Both? I don't think...I don't know..."

"Did the other girl kiss you down there too?"

"Oh no Sir! She didn't. But..."

"But what Emily?"

"I think maybe...maybe she'd like to."

"Why don't you give it a try Emily? Maybe you'd like it. Maybe you'd find you like girls much better than boys."

"Oh...oh...I don't know...Mr. Sharp I'm so confused...do you think I should?"

"Either that or try a boy again," you say with a kindly smile. "But pick a boy with some skills, not a clumsy kid."

"I don't know any boys up here..." she says sadly. "And how would I know if they were....um...experienced?"

"Well, if they're a little older there's a better chance they've learned a few skills." You squeeze her shoulders and smile at her again. "You're still young Emily, there's no need to rush."

"But I'm so confused...about how I feel...and other girls...some of them...they're so...they know so much.."

"About sex you mean?" She blushes and nods her head, biting her finger again. "Some of them are just pretending Emily. They're no more experienced than you."

"Maybe...but some of them...they've been with lots of boys...and I...I don't know what to do..."

"Well like I said earlier, you have time to explore...be with some boys...and try some girls if you want...see what makes you feel best..."

"I'm such a little mouse," she murmurs sadly. "I don't know how to find a boy...with...um...experience..."

"You're not a mouse," you say with a kindly chuckle, giving her a hug and holding her tightly. "You're a sweet young girl trying to find your way. You're a very pretty young woman Emily."

"Do you think so Mr. Sharp?" she asks, turning her tear streaked face up hopefully. "Do you really think I'm pretty?"

For answer you smile softly and put your finger under her chin, tilting her head up further. "You're beautiful Emily," you tell her as you bend to kiss her trembling lips.