We talked, laughed a lot and any casual observer would have known we were really enjoying each others company. The wine was working it's magic and bot... Denise and I became a bit less inhibited. She gently lay her hand on my arm or hand several times as we talked and laughed. The warmth radiating from her body was incredibly erotic to me! Her leg would brush up against mine and occasionally she would lean into me laughing at something said. She really seemed to be enjoying herself! I know I was.. Add that to all the studying, and helping my grandad, I’m usually pretty busy.”“Am I stopping you from going out?” Ursula asks, partially looking for an excuse to go and partially because she truly doesn’t want to inconvenience the girl.“No, not at all,” Jane quickly replies. “When I found out I was going to see you again, I cancelled everything with my friends.”Ursula’s face reddens. “I um ... I don’t want to be the reason...”Jane waves a hand in the air. “Don’t worry about it. I can afford a. "Besides, I want to see this wonder schlong I've been hearing about!" I rolled my eyes, and she cajoled, "Come on -- you got to feel me up in the pool, but all I got was glimpses..." Turning to Annette and Cassandra, she told them, "You two can go on up," but when they got to the door, she had second thoughts, "Um, Annette, maybe you should stay so I have someone to keep an eye on me -- can't have the girls accusing me of sneaking one in!"Cass was thrilled to death, but Annette merely looked. There it is, a photo from last summer I had on a password-protected pendrive, taped to the bottom of one of the drawers in my desk (How did he…!?). On the photo I'm dancing, only in my bikini bottoms, covering my naked tits with my hands, around me the guys we spent those two weeks with, four of them. Emma, in a similar outfit, is in the background. My mind's spinning; I’m fuming. How!? When!? Why did I keep it, anyway!?"H-howww did you..." I push that jesting motherfucker aside and shut the.