”“Yeah, Alex we’ll have a blast. When we get back, we can chill for a bit then get ready and head out. Thank god we both just turned twenty and ...on’t have to worry about not being able to go to the bar and drink. I’m so excited!”Claire took out her headphones to listen to music.“Okay…”I nudged Alex’s leg. I could tell she wasn’t as thrilled as Claire was.“What’s wrong?”“Do you not want to hang out with me?”“It’s all I want, but I know deep down you want to spend time with Claire. You don’t get. She got reports from Dulcie, of course, but there might have been several reasons; she could not have given a simple explanation.Part of it was that she had got very much into cleaning the house. Part of it was the feeling that he was, in some way, there with her as she worked. Partly, perhaps, she didn't want to see that remarkable, proud and strong-willed man reduced to total dependence. Along with all those she had an underlying feeling of being unworthy of his friendship. So she dusted and. She answered the door and brought me in. I noticed that she had changed too from the tshirt and jeans she earlier wore. Now she was wearing a flowing yellow skirt and matching top, but a couple inches of tummy showed in between. I mentally chastised myself for checking her out since she was much younger than me. We got some glasses out and looked over what I had brought. We decided to start with the red wine and I poured us each a quarter of a glass, just enough to enjoy a few tastes of. We. Mine were slightly bigger than Paulina's but just as firm, and our nipples seemed identical.''What if we'll just be like this, maybe that'll help just as well,'' I offered hesitantly.''Shut up! Well I don't know about you, but I'm getting naked for sure,'' Paulina said happily.Finding the courage, I remained seated and took off my shorts. Under them I wore red hipster panties, basically the only kind of panties I could wear without having stuff spill out.''Wow, you're pretty well equipped,''.