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Chapter 16 by poison ink poison ink

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A reunion and new expectations

I made sure to arrive at Hailey's house five minutes early, but didn't ring the doorbell until my phone said it was 7pm exactly. The door opened a moment later and seeing her closeup again, and smiling at me, made my heart feel ten times lighter.

"Hi," she said with a soft smile and then she stepped back opening the door wider for me. "Come on in." She was wearing her pajamas already, a pink striped tank top that hugged her tits so I could see the bumps of her nipples poking against it and a yellow pair of pajama bottoms with different colored hearts patterned across them. She looked gorgeous even when she wasn't trying to dress to impress anyone.

As I stepped into the house, I timidly handed her the flowers, still not sure what to expect from her tonight. "I got these for you," I told her and she responded by smiling a little wider and then leaning in to kiss me on the cheek.

"You're sweet, Sam." She took a sniff of the flowers as she closed the door behind me and then started walking toward the kitchen. "I'm going to put these in some water. Why don't you go up to my room and sit on the bed? I'll be up in just a minute."

"Sure." I'd been to her room a hundred times before and walked to the second floor while she put the flowers in a vase. I sat down on her bed and looked around the room while I waited. The room was decorated in mostly different shades of light purple, from the painted walls to the sheets on her bed. Along one wall was a dresser and her computer desk, with some shelves against the other wall, holding her collection of books, movies and mementos. In the middle, against the far wall was her bed and a nightstand with a small lamp.

I glanced to the two framed pictures on the stand. The first was of Hailey and her big sister, Emmy, at the amusement park. The two were three years apart in age, but were instantly recognizable as sisters. Emmy had the same facial features, but kept her hair cut shorter, not quite down to her shoulders, while Hailey's curly locks fell halfway down her back. Emmy was also a little curvier, with probably a D-cup to her younger sister's C-cups and had a slightly bigger ass. She was much more of wild child than Hailey had been growing up, but the two sisters were still very close, even though Emmy was gone most of the time now, attending college an hour's drive away.

The other picture brought a smile to my face. It was of Hailey and me from last summer, at the zoo with the dolphin tank behind us. The fact that it was still on her nightstand told me that things were going to okay after all.

I heard her steps coming down the hall and turned back toward the door to face her.

She paused in the doorway, looked at me on her bed and began nibbling her lip. "I just want you to know that I've been doing a lot of thinking this week, and a lot of talking, too." She entered the room and crawled up onto the bed as she spoke, sitting down with her legs crossed, facing me. "I talked a lot to Emmy, and that helped a lot. I talked a lot to David and I talked to Didi, too." She saw the confusion crossing my face at the mention of the busty blond and she explained. "I got her number from David and she told me that you didn't know she was flashing the camera, so I wanted to apologize for blowing up at you over that."

"It's.. it's okay," I told her with a small nod.

She sighed and looked to my eyes as she continued, "I was just worried, I guess. Seeing all the guys at David's party and knowing how they use girls and them leave them, I was worried that you might do the same to me." I opened my mouth to tell that I would never do that, but she held up her hand, letting me know that she had more to say. "I know you wouldn't do that, now, but it's still something I'm going to worry about, you know? I saw you looking at some of the girls at the party and I know that you jerk it to pictures of those cosplay girls from the convention, don't you?"

I blushed at the suggestion, but she was being honest with me and I wanted to do the same with her. I nodded. "Yeah.. a couple times." We'd gone to the big comic convention the year before and I'd bought a few posters of girls dressed up as my favorite video game characters. More than a few nights, they had provided fuel for my late-night jerk sessions.

My admission made her smile a little more and she reached out to tap my foot with her finger. "How many time do you.. jerk it each day?"

I tried to give her an estimate that was honest, but not so honest that she'd think I was a perv. "Three time a day?"

She giggled. "Three times a day? So that's.. twenty-one times a week?" Her hand gave my foot a little rub. "And I know you're not thinking of me every time, Right?"

"Sometimes I do," I said, but I felt like a jerk for admitting that I thought of other girls like that.

She gave my foot a squeeze and leaned in closer to me as a serious expression came over her face. "If you want to make me feel better, I want you to promise me that you're not going to jerk off anymore. I want you to save all that energy for me, okay?"

Was she serious? I'm a teenage guy. It was pretty much expected for every guy my age to do. I did want to make her feel better, though, and nodded. "Okay. I'll stop. For you, Hailey." It wasn't like she'd know if I did still knock one out every now and then...

"You promise?"

"I promise," I said, trying to look as solemn as possible.

She leaned across the gap between us and gave me a hug, and I wrapped my arms around her back as I felt her soft breasts press to my chest. "Thank you," she whispered in my ear. "I know how hard that will be for you." I could see the grin on her lips as she made the little joke, and then she sat back and patted her thighs as she told me, "When I was talking to Emmy, I really wanted to get everything off my chest and.." She glanced off to the side as she paused for a moment. "Well, I sort of told her about how you're... um..."

"How I'm what?" I wasn't sure where she was going, but I was fairly certain that I wasn't going to like whatever it was.

She held up her hand and put her thumb and pointer finger about three inches apart. "You know.. kind of small?" She gave a shrug as she said the last part and looked like she was sorry for bringing it up. "I don't know.. I was upset and was just getting everything off my chest and it just sort of came out of my mouth. I mean, there's not anything wrong with it! It's just.. a bit below average."

I had always know that I was on the small side, but hearing my girlfriend say it out loud felt like a punch to the gut.

Hailey scooted across the bed and sat right next to me, and put her arm around me. "I don't mean to make you feel bad, Sam! I just wanted to let you know that I talked to Emmy about it and she told me some things we can do to... make up for it. She said that she's dated a guy with a little dick before and even though he couldn't fill her up like a big one, she taught him other ways to keep her happy."

"Is it really that bad?" I asked. Just the thought of Hailey and her sister talking about my little dick, made my penis shrivel up a little more in embarrassment.

She gave my arm a squeeze and nodded. "Babe.. I've never come close to orgasm when we've had sex. Especially when you lose control so soon..." She gave my cheek a kiss and then added, "But Emmy told me that there's things to help with that too!" She saw how crestfallen I looked after being told how inadequate I was in bed, and slipped her hand to my crotch, giving my small bulge a squeeze through my pants. "I really want to show you some of the things she told me about," she purred in my ear while she massaged my penis, making it slowly swell in her fingers. "How about it, Babe? Do you want to learn how to make me really moan?"

I gave a groan, and closed my eyes as I soaked up the feeling of her hand on my dick. After a week apart, it felt even more amazing and she had me melting like butter. "Y-yeah," I mumbled dreamily as I looked over to her. "I want to learn..."

"Yay!" Hailey cheered and quickly jumped up off the bed, leaving my erection aching for attention again. "First, you need to get naked and then lay down on the bed!"

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