"How?" Brad retorted, arching one eyebrow inquiringly."I don't know, it just is," Angie sputtered in girlish exasperation,"anyway, you can't set the w...ite-balance off my panties." They're white aren't they?" Brad asked reasonably enough."Well..." she replied, blushing wildly, knowing he was teasing her,"yeah, they are." She shuffled from foot to foot in an agony ofindecision."Well, I guess it's settled then," Bradley said, lifting the camera toeye-level.Angie could feel her defenses crumbling;. She scrolled down slowly, looking at the profile pictures. Then she saw it.Her heart began to pound and her palms were sweaty. She quickly clicked on the profile. It had to be him. His hair was a lot thinner, his face was fuller, but his hazel eyes were the same. She sent him a friend’s request, and waited. After an hour, she convinced herself that he was not online. She logged off and went to bed.The following day was an off day for Jason. He woke up early and fed the animals before going back. ’ She undressed quickly, throwing her lumpy clothes to the floor. Naked, she was divine. She was trim but curvaceous, with large, round, perky breasts, a small waist, and wide, sensual hips. He felt a stirring between his legs. ‘You look wonderful, Rose. Do you feel beautiful?’ She nodded. ‘Yes.’ ‘Good,’ he said with a smile. ‘What do you want to do now?’ ‘I want to have sex.’ He wasn’t prepared for this. His mind started racing. It had been a while since he had had sex. He was a very. “I mean, you’ve never touched another girl, right? If you’re curious, I don’t mind. It’s cool.”Katie shook her head. “No, that’s okay.”“Whatever.” Petra turned around and started soaping her back, showing some impressive flexibility. “Offer’s open.”Katie picked up some soap and started cleaning herself similarly. “Anyway,” she said, trying to change the subject, “There’s only one person around here who I really wanna touch inappropriately.”Petra made a face at her. “Katie, I keep telling you.