Rachel dug for her note book and a pen. She scribbled down her phone number and ripped the page from her notebook. “Whatever I need to do, to earn t...at “A,” Rachel remarked as she folded up the paper and handed it to me, “I will do it.” I took the paper and stuffed it into my satchel. Rachel leaned in closer and repeated, “Whatever you need to me to do, I can do it.” As she spoke, Rachel unfastened the top two buttons of her button-down shirt, insuring I got an eyeful of her cleavage. This was. Sweta certainly was enjoying the massage and it was time to turn her over to work on her front half. I began on her neck, cradling her head in my hands, then working the muscles of her neck and shoulders with my strong fingers. I worked her arms and hands paying special attention to her fingers, then placed her arm alongside her head, as if she were reaching for something over her head. I slowly ran the palm of my hand up the side of her torso, feeling the curve of her ribs and the round. The woman reached into her handbag and whilst hunting for whatever she was searching for an item fell to the floor, as she reached down to retrieve the item, her knees bent as girls do, her short skirt rode a little higher showing a quick view of stocking top which excited John’s male hormones as stocking tops tend to do to red blooded males. The lady seemed to be very much on her own and having finally retrieved her purse from her handbag and headed towards the bar. John also moved towards the. The four girls were used to kissing each other but despite many temptations none of them had ever gone any further with a girl. They walked down to the front and the closer they got the busier it became. Everyone was young and slightly tipsy ready for a good night. First stop a couple of the quieter bars for a fish bowl or two. Coincidently Charlie met a boy of the same age who her family had known for years and the two of them had always got on well so she told the others to go on without her.