A single red rose was tied at the center with a shining knot nestled between clusters of menacing thorns. Steven stood behind the closed door for a fu...l minute, not able to take a step, staring at his own reflection in the glossy surface."What is it? What's wrong?"Elyse had come up behind him in her bare feet, and her voice startled him. He turned, holding the package carefully out in front of him as though it might be radioactive."Oh. That."He lifted his eyes from the box. Elyse stood there in. "Alright girls, time to take off the bras," He said, almost trembling in anticipation. He was about to have two topless, beautiful, 17 year old girls in front of him. They obeyed, and took off their bras. Both had very perky breasts, Amelia with size 34C and Jennifer with 32C. Next came Jennifer's turn where she had Pete remove his boxers too. From there they went through three cycles, all dealing with the play of their exposed parts. The boys had the girls jump up and down, touch each. While doing so she asked if there is more place that she could walk. He said no. I saw a door to the back and asked him what if she would go to the back like with the boots. Her face and his lit up. He agreed as he got the hint. We went back store and then he asked her madam is it good to walk she was like yes but I want to know how do they look properly and lifted her skirt above her ass. This gave him a good view. He looked at me and I nodded my head. He gained encouragement and grabbed her. He was feeling genuine panic now, too stoned to deal with the mildest of meatspace interactions. 12.55. Fuck it. His mind was trying to will his legs to purposefully stride to the flat entrance but all he managed was a breathless stagger to the doorway. He stabbed a finger at button number nine on the intercom.She’d buzzed him in before he had a chance to introduce himself. ‘Open,’ came the staticky voice. He pushed open the door and went into the block and was greeted by a row of bin lockers.