Who are you?" he/she asked in a coy, playful manner. The stranger was a little startled, but answered the question."My name is Barbara. And I have to ...e at work soon." What's your hurry? I wanna make out with somebody." Then shouldn't you be bothering the MEN?" Barbara replied in a pestering manner."Actually, I'm bi-sexual. I like both sexes. It's in my nature," Robin replied, fondling his/her tiny tits. They weren't even big enough to fill a training bra, but they were there."Well, as luck. She held her breath for a minute and then breathed outsmoke. It looked like fun. I had snuck cigarettes from my mother's purse andsecretly smoked them.....sometimes if mother wasn't going to be home soon Iwould go in the bathroom and open a window, put on lipstick and smoke whilewatching myself in the bathroom mirror. Eventually this led to masturbatingwhile watching myself leave lipstick traces on my cigarette filter. Itsounds perverted now, but at the time it was innocent and natural (at. That position did raise my skirt up my thigh a bit showing my black satin panties.There she was in between the table and me in the chair, helpless (can you imagine me helpless?) All I was able to do was watch her plant tiny kisses from my throat down to my chest. She already had my breasts in her hands, pinching my nipples until they became pointed and red. She just took one in her mouth and suckled on it. Even just remembering what her tongue felt like on my breasts, so hot and moist, while. " I understand completely, and we spend the next hour discussing this subject... eye balling the waitress... and drinking a bit more. I reach over to whisper in your ear: "This woman arouses you, doesn't she?" You smile and deny my accusation. I then whisper"so you're saying that if I placed my hand on your thigh right this very moment, and slid it up your sun dress, that I wouldn't feel a large puddle of wetness at the top?" I hear a little "prrrrrr" from your mouth... but you think quickly..