“That’s my girl!” Sam said with a wavering smile. “Oh, wait, that’s Gene’s girl!”“I like that.” Max looked up at me over Alex’s sh...ulder. Alex massaged me with her breasts between my knees. Sam entangled me from behind. I was overwhelmed with congested affection. I was smiling so big it hurt.“Team Girlfriend,” I reiterated as I looked over the two girls in front of me. Where was the fight? I had not known women to share anything well, let alone be so accommodating and supportive of each other. You never know when I may come over and check on them."The others all got dressed and left. I stayed there on that nasty cushion and held my breast in one hand and my stomach with the other and cried quietly until Cody came back over and nudged me with his foot.I looked up and when he saw that I was paying attention he said, "Clean the cushion off and put it back. Then come up to the deck. Don't fuck around. You need to get cleaned up before my dad gets home."I struggled to get up and once more. This might have scared Billy away at home, butwith Steffi he just went with the flow. Steffi loved having her bestfriend to show her new clothes to, and Billy turned out to be a more thanwilling helper. With Steffi's gentle guidance, Billy learned a thing ortwo about women's fashion, discovering what tops went with which shorts,what a "skort" is, and more. Steffi liked that Billy was interested infashion like she was, and she encouraged him to express his opinions. Intruth, Billy wasn't so. Linda is still her only friend in those first few years of loneliness. As before, sleepovers in some weekends. Being secretly in love with Linda, Alessandra hides her glances at her denuding lovely body, during those few minutes it takes Linda to undress before going to bed. Where they endlessly talk and giggle, as young yummies do. Every Monday, all alone again, Alessandra regrets lacking the guts to declare Linda her love and devotion. As any teen unexperienced in erotics, she fears to be.