I lifted her skirt slowly and she wiggled away, then back. OK – tactic number 2. I kissed the back of her neck, making her breathe heavily and purr ...nd coo and decided, by god, it’s time to get a handful of those beautiful tits. I could have gotten five handfuls and had enough left over to bury my face in. I cupped her breasts, over her dress, in my hands and she pulled them off and sat up and looked at me aghast. “No.” she said, firmly. Fuck. God damnit. OK. It’s like that. I controlled. He walked back over to me, and helped me up."You need to calm yourself. Think of birds, heights, anything to do with the air." Said father.I dusted my pants off, and calmed myself."Good. Now jump, and raise your arms." Said Gillian.I closed my eyes, jumped, and I didn't feel myself fall."Good!" Yelled Gillian.Wait... I opened my eyes, and father looked like an ant.I was flying! Well, not flying, but levitating! I can't believe it!"Raise your arms!" Yelled Gillian.I did, and I stayed. I took the waistband of her panties between my teeth and slowly started to pull them down. I could smell her arousal and it was the most beatiful smell I had ever encountered. When they were completely off I parted her legs and was greeted with a sight that I will never forget. Her 'flower' had parted and was glistening with her wetness. She was quivering and breathing heavily now. We both were. I moved down her body and slipped my tongue into her vagina, licking all the way up to her clitoris,. I vaguely remember puking in the street on the way back to my dorm, walking Jess to her boyfriend’s room, and then waking up the next morning in my roommate’s bed with both of us naked, neither of us remembering how we got their or what happened (luckily we had hooked up before so it wasn’t too awkward). Ever since, whenever we wanted to get drunk quick, we would take a double-shot of 151, though we never did double double-shots again. Anyhow, back to the story.On the top shelf of the cupboard.