Gently, her pace governed by her aching head she swung her legs over the bed and was surprised to find that she was dressed in an old-fashioned white ...ight gown, with long sleeves. Half remembered images flashed before her eyes, but were quickly lost in the fog of her hang over so that, like most dreams the memory slipped from her grasp as she struggled to hold on to it. A glass pitcher of water, on the bedside table reminded her of how thirsty she was and she quickly filled a glass and gulped. While she walked around and checked the place out, I was checking her out. “Cool place,” she said, nodding. “I like all the wood.” She walked ahead of me and I couldn’t keep my eyes off her round ass in her faded tight jeans. I could not believe how sexy she looked. She wore a black tank top, cut low in the front. I could tell she wasn’t wearing a bra because not only did her nipples show, but her cleavage did too. She was small, maybe five feet two or three, but she had big tits and clearly. “What to get, though …”After picking up David, the three of us eventually made it to the store. Julie stretched her arms out after we got out of the car. She yawned loudly, scratching her head. David nudged me, leaning close to my ear.“Dude, are you really okay with her wearing that stuff?” He asked, directing my attention to Julie. She had on a blue shirt with a long-sleeved blue-and-black stripped one underneath it, with a blue miniskirt and black-and-white stripped knee-high socks. Her. The conversation went well, too. Scott and Lauren were really a fun, down-to-earth couple, and Jack had a great time with them. They stayed at the dinner table talking well past the point of finishing their food. They were well into another bottle of wine when Scott excused himself to the restroom. After a bit, Lauren looked at Jack and brushed her hair behind one ear. “So,” she said, “Scott said that he told you that I thought you were cute.” Jack started to smile, and shrugged his.