It hugs my curves, but that includes the piss belly bulging between my top and skirt. But that will go away eventually, at least. It’s not like I’... going to spend every evening drinking piss, right? I can handle one game night every week when the season starts considering what I managed this evening.They take me from one locker room to the other. The setting is already a disappointment. In my piss-induced fantasy, I greet the big strong players at a party, not in a boys’ toilet. I never knew. His glasses were hanging on his nose. "It's not your fault," she shrugged. "It's business." The company had been kind to her. They gave her three months to look for a new job. Which she had tried, but none of the potential positions paid her half of what she was making now. She could not afford to take such a huge pay cut. Her roommate had already told her she had to come up with her half of the rent or move out. Jordan was well short of the amount. "If there is anything I can do to help.. I had come back home after my 4 years of college and now living alone in this house since my sister went away with her boyfriend and our parents had gone back to where they came from. Enrique had been a good and close friend. We were living as a family. I could call on Enrique for any help needed and so could he.It was already getting warm enough as May was ending. Enrique called me from work that he had to stay for overtime and I should go and bring his mom Jessica home from the store she ran. "Last one in the ocean is a rotten egg," she said, and she opened the sliding window and dashed out of the room.She was waist deep in the surf, jumping up and down and squealing in excitement when I caught up with her."This is so neat!" she said. "I feel so free!" And she threw her arms around me, pressing her naked breasts against my chest. She kissed me.Now, people who say they have experience will tell you that there's nothing essentially erotic about a nude beach. Pretty soon, they say, you.