My Junior year of High School was the worst!They always traveled in packs and teased us introverts. Occasionally one would befriend me, but that's jus... what it was, friends. Whenever their schoolmate touch would light a fire in me, I was quickly rebuffed. After all, we were just friends and nothing more. In the aftermath, they'd flaunt their more-than-friends affection with another right in front of me. You were there to relieve my need and bring peace back to my inflamed nether regions.That. ”She patted the bed, beside where I was standing.“I can’t promise anything,” she said. “It may be a stupid idea ... but I doubt it. You don’t come up with all that many stupid ideas. You never have.”Randi was a Chemistry major, and I respected her for that. I knew she worked hard, and carried a killer load of classes. She didn’t have time for anything else, except the confabs we had on Friday nights. That was about the only time she took for herself. She didn’t date, but then, after what. He really could have done with a third hand, as he scooped our boobs in his palms and fondled our pert behinds. His cock was so happy, thick and throbbing and the perfect bell end just right for popping in a naughty cheerleader’s mouth. It was with this aim in mind and more that we guided him to his bed. We lost our skirts on the way, leaving us butt naked and perfect to be fondled by our host. Julie and I knelt on the bed and took turns to rub our titties in his face, while maintaining a. That’s fine with me. I’ll order the pizzas and have them delivered. You girls can give me a show after we eat.Yay! They both said in unison. They gathered up their shopping bags and headed into the bedroom.I ordered the pizzas and shouted to the girls that they would be delivered in about thirty minutes. I put the amount to pay the pizza delivery person along with a tip on the table. Then I sat down on the couch and turned on the television.It was getting close to time for the pizzas to show up.