“She just ignores us and focuses on him. I even tried to talk to him after class but he told me not to worry about it. There was no use in having he... get pissy with me because I tried to help him out.”“Who is the guy?” Tiffany wondered. “Is he in Beta Club?”Hailey shook her head.“He’s a transfer this semester, I think,” she answered. “His name is Jeff Bailey. I can’t remember seeing him around campus before this semester. I think he’s like the anti-Phil. He transferred from UCLA or USC. I don’t. Somehow she managed to get an old t-shirt to the bottom of the stack. A finger slid up her pussy. “okay, you can fuck me..”“Are you sure?”“Yes..but it has to be out here...and we have to be very quiet...”There was no way she would let him into the apartment. His free hand pulled her pants down over her butts. Then he dropped to his knees. The automatic lights went out in the staircase. Amelie was still holding the clothes when he began to lick her, sometimes with one, sometimes two fingers. “Had a rough Night huh?” She laughed. “No. A great night! I got drunk and got laid. Why do you think I missed my flight?” Then she laughed and sighed “yeah I had a great night.” Then she winked at me. I was totally flush and my cock was throbbing now. I knew she knew it too. Coyly and lightly she traced a couple fingers over her cleavage as if to reminisce about last night. Sensing my eyes her on breasts she asked if she knew if our hotel had a pool. As far as I know it did but I had not. "What do you mean", Jeff asked, surprised when Laura entered the room and closed the door behind her. "I mean that she's very, affectionate", Laura said with a smirk. "She always has been. And she raised us girls to be the same way."What happened next completely shocked Jeff. Laura stood just in front of him and suddenly dropped her towel, revealing her wet, teenage body. Sure enough, her breasts were exactly the same size as Vanessa's, firm and perky, with tiny little nipples poking straight.