“No, no ... Nothing’s wrong. It’s just kinda quiet here and I was wondering how things were back at home...”It has to be something else, Kit. ...ou never call just to chat.“Well ... I wanted to tell you ... I have a new girlfriend.”What happened to that nice girl Lisa Schmidt?“We broke up. Actually, she sent me a Dear John email over the summer.”Oh, Kit -- I’m so sorry to hear that. I thought Lisa was a nice girl.“Lisa’s a bimbo, Mom. She’s dumber than a box of hair. That’s why breaking up with. My hands found her tits and started kneading them through the bra. Our lips came back together and my right hand moved down her quivering flesh, dipped inside her jeans and panties and my fingers dipped down into her wet hot cunt that was flowing with juices. A sharp breath escaped her mouth as my fingers touched her there for the first time. And then, she looked into my eyes and I could see the wanting there. She reached down, unsnapped her jeans, and in a flash ripped off her jeans and. "What's wrong?" "He told me he thought I was sexy, too!" "Yeah, but he was drunk," I protested, and the other girls laughed. Amy spun the bottle and this time it landed on Orla. She groaned. "Truth." Amy thought for a moment. Then a devilish smile played on her face. "Have you ever fucked anyone, or touched a prick?" Orla hesitated. "Yes. It was my brother's best friend. We fucked each other two years ago. It was the best time of my life. I cummed at least five times." All the girls hollered. When i was out there smoking away the waiter walked up to me and said "excuse me do you have a match i can have?" I turn to face the man and i said "I'm sorry i don't but i do have a lighter if thats is any help to you?" say this as i pulled it out my pocket. The guy took m lighter and light up a fag of his own. He handed me my lighter back and said "You do know you can smoke inside. right?" looking at the guy i thought is he trying to get ride of me. I said "I'm well aware. thank you" the guy.