Crimson silk shirt, and matching trousers that brushed the tops of her carefully polished boots. She wore an underbust corset of supple black leather ...ightly laced, giving her an hourglass figure. Her nails were painted red and pointed more then customary. “Sasha has told me much about you.” Jenny took a deep breath, wondering at the hint of laugher that accompanied the statement. She wondered if it would be inappropriate to ask for a drink to quell her sudden nervousness. As if reading her. I asked him how. He said the we could start "doing stuff" to each other. Like grabbing each others cock and stuff. I agreed.The rules were that after you were naked I you lost another point you would have to rub the other persons balls. Then after that, you would jerk them off. Then you would finger their arse. I won the next two rounds, so Ian slid off his boxers showing his 6 inch penis. It was straight as an arrow. I could tell by then that he was maturing because he had be growing a little. He had hoped the start of his third year at university would see the end of his dry spell, but the first few weeks had proved fruitless. The most action he'd gotten was some girl grinding up against him on the dance floor at the Student Union and, though Colin would never have said it, she was no prize mule, even if Colin was that way inclined.Much to Colin's grave annoyance, the only person he had been remotely attracted to was the person whose bed-springs were now squeaking at an. ‘See you there.’ With that he backed off and disappeared from view behind the partition. The mood was suddenly elevated once more. I was really looking forward to this party and I could see that Andrea was too. On the way home, we chatted about what clothes we might each wear. Even though Andrea was half a foot taller than me, we wore roughly the same skirt size so we agreed to get ready together and maybe swap a few outfits. This excited me even more, we would be dressing, and more importantly.