"I look like a real slut, don't I!?!" Steffi snickered as the wine over took her mind. Gwen was still trying not to stare when all at once Steffi aske... huskily, "You wanna feel them don't you, hon!?!"Gwen's mind was spinning like a top and even though she knew it was wrong she offered no resistance when Steffi took her hands and placed on her huge chest and the other on her bulging mound! Gwen was frozen like a deer in the head lights of a semi, but the low moan escaping Steffi's throat left. Apparently, he had been fighting in the school yard.Actually, he had knocked down an eight-year-old and was sitting on his chest when a teacher 'removed' him. "Is there more to the story?"Weena had a gleam in her eye. "Is there? Is there! It seems that the bigger boy was baiting Rachel, calling her 'yellow slant-eye' and 'lousy Jap.' Rachel was crying and Patrick jumped at the bully, knocked him down, and was bouncing on him while yelling 'bully' and 'filthy racist'!" Sounds okay to me. I used. . the girl never seemed to gain a pound. I often joked that she had a hollow leg or something like that. My petite wife, such a small woman in size, however, had a spirit much greater and larger than her flesh belied. Inevitably, it made me often want to wrap her up in my arms and keep her safe in my embrace. I also wanted to kiss every last inch of her skin and lick up every bead of her salty sweat from her pores. Okay, except for the armpits ... that was too much for even me. She was. I was picking up the girls in time for the seven-p.m. dance. Many things hit me all at once when Kelly opened their apartment door: Damn! She and Yvonne looked as sexy as hell! Kelly and Yvonne had been into the cheap wine. Kelly unquestionably had been recently fucked (by Patrick, who else?) and was horny as hell.Yvonne was wearing an ivory translucent blouse that clearly showed off her brown areolae on top of her large A-cup boobs. Her brown pencil-eraser nipples looked like they could put an.