Girls Virginity and Forbidden Desire in a Hidden Treehouse Affair Some people say that Master's first sexual experience was with a girl. It would make sense since she's a lesbian. But anyway, so the story goes- and I'm sure it's been modified over the years- something like this: In the woods, not far from the current camp, was a tree house built with three rooms. A main room, a closet like room, and a washroom complete with a mirror, a deep sink like tub and water hose connections, (a pipe ran up the trunk of the tree to the bottom of the floor for water). Master was sitting on the pallet of blankets and pillows in the main room awaiting the arrival of her long time, childhood friend. We'll call this friend Rachel. Rachel knocked twice on the floor door before pushing it open and climbing into the main room. She looked around to see Master in her underwear reading a book. She laughed. It wasn't unusual to find Master like that since the summers were often hot and the tree house even hotter. "Rachel!" Master exclaimed scrambling to her feet to hug her friend. Rachel's breasts squished into Master's and Master felt her nipples perk up in anticipation. The softness of Rachel's cleavage called to her in a way none of the porn she watched ever had. The firmness of them made her hands itch to squeeze and rub them. "Hi! I see you are reading again! You know, you're probably going to go blind from straining to see in this dark room. You should really light some of these candles." Rachel dropped her back pack on the wooden floor and pulled a lighter from a drawer under the small, portable, camping TV. …but everything was about to change
