I left the restaurant driving home to get ready forthe party.As I dressed for the party, I thought that's it's too bad it was winteras the cold weathe... would hide my feminine curves under bulky clothes. Istill managed to put on tight pants showing my feminine flat front andeven if was cold I still put on a tight low-cut top showing my cleavage.I may freeze a little but it was worth it to see guys reaction to a girldressing in tight clothes.Jack picked me up at home escorting me out to his car,. They staggered away, one with hands to his bleeding face and the other holding his aching stones. I picked up the sword and took it in to the blonde girl who still sat where I had left her, looking bemused.I sat down and handed her the sword. "You can start a collection," I said, "along with your shelf of broken hearts." Oh, that's very good," she said, "very apt and clever. But I expected more from you actually." Sorry," I said, drinking the rest of my beer. "Out of practice. Is there anything. I bought them this afternoon. Oh, shit! I'm sorry Rachel. I... I'll leave now if you don't mind."My evil mind went into overtime."Wait! Just a second. Come on, get those slacks off and the... whatever you've got on underneath too. I'll throw them in the washer. Surprisingly, he did."Now will you admit that you owe me something?" I asked gently."Well, yeah?" Get back on the couch Crotch," I said pushing him in the general direction.When we were both seated, I guided his mouth to my breast and. I couldn't help but admire her body. “Hi Betty!”, I said. “Can I help you with your groceries?”, hoping she would say yes. “Thanks Joe!”, she said without hesitation. “Now, I won't have to make two trips.”, she said happily. I was glad to help her and thinking that maybe we could be more than friends. As I followed her up the stairs, her chubby ass was practically in my face and it jiggled like jello with each step that she took! Okay, yeah, I'm a pervert! I admit it. When we got to her.