” “Tease,” Mary smirked and playfully slapped my thigh. Mary lifted her arm and waved at someone. I turned around to see who she was waving at... It was Mandy. “Hello again, Gil,” Mandy smiled. “Hello again, Mandy,” I smiled back and stood up offering her my chair. Mandy scrunched her lips and asked, “Are you staying for a while?” “A bit longer, yes,” I answered. “I will be right back, don’t you dare leave, please. I have to pee so badly,” Mandy replied and scurried off. I sat down next. Her grin seemed specifically chosen to show she’d shared the moment. He would have stared, but needed to drive.She returned to her writing.“So...” he asked. “You in a band?”“Fop,” she said.“Sounds sort of New Romantic.”“Yeah, and the singer and piano player dress the part. Pretty clothes and make-up. Me and the guitar player still wear the threads of our tribe.”“Goth?”“Yeah. It’s an acronym. ‘Fuck Off Poseurs.’ Ironic isn’t it? It’s kind of funny having the boys prettier than the girls.”“The. Twenty soft, pretty, expertly pedicured toes drum impatiently on the tilefloor."Hurry! Measure us!I'm so excited!" ,Stephanie girlishlyexclaims."I'm almost four months into my hormones, girls! Isn't itamazing!" Yeah, stop teasing us, you two!" giggles Jackie."Oh my god, listen to them Monica! You would think they were gettingready for the prom or something!" laughs Sophie."Yeah, aren't our girls just SO impatient?!" giggles Monica. "Oh, OK.Ready ladies?"Jackie and Stephanie look at one another,. She put the tray onto the low ornate coffee table, knelt in front of the table and poured us green tea. The drink was bitingly refreshing. Our talk was interesting and good-humoured, but an under current of sexual excitement was clearly evident. As we relaxed our initial attempt at modesty failed. I could see Yong’s flaccid uncircumcised cock peaking out beneath the hem of his coat. Rosie’s slit and most of her boobs were visible as she knelt on the floor. I was no better off in my lounge.