“I like that Rosa Ree Banjuka CD you borrowed to me. I’m surprised I never listen to her music before,” Tom Said.I was watching him from my bed,...magazine in him, eyes rooming up and down his slender body.“Me too. They seem to be your thing. You can borrow another if you want; Banjuka album is pretty incredible.”At that, I stood up, swinging my legs of the bed. I quietly approached him, and he seemed none the wiser. With predatory intent, I placed my hands on his smooth, pale, arms, just below. "Not bad for your first time, the color worksand your lips looks so much more kissable, not that they weren'tbefore," Bethany smiled. Dylan took a moment to examine his handiworkand thought 'I would definitely want to kiss those lips,' his eyes toldBethany that everything she needed to know. "Let take those lips for atest drive," Bethany a skoosh more enthusiastic than she wanted.Bethany turned Dylan towards her, lifted his chin, Dylan smiled andclosed his eyes, and she leaned in with a very. I toppled backwards off the table, ass hitting the floor, and I turned around to see Brie.She glared at me for a small moment. Small, but large enough to realize everything that both of us had been doing behind one another’s backs for the past few weeks and how we both suddenly knew.She forgot about me. She marched up to Melissa and swiped at her. Melissa ducked away and scooted back on the table.“Enough fun for you, bitch?” Brie yelled and slapped Melissa on the face.“What the fuck is wrong. "My back is killing me," she said.We all agreed that sounded great."Well, it's pretty big," I said. "We could probably all fit in there..." But, we don't have bathing suits or anything," said Stephen."C'mon," Angela replied. "What's a little nudity among friends?"So we slipped out of our wet clothes and filled the tub with hot water. Getting us all in was a little like a game of twister. But the tub had padded walls, and there were big, fluffy towels for our heads, so it wasn't that bad. First,.