After all I am seventeen and I’m been told I’m pretty cute by more than a couple of college guys.One of them is Steve Crudmore who is really commo... according to my friend Jennifer.Steve delights in showing me obscene stuff on his cell-screen at college.I’m usually disgusted which delights him but sometimes I get turned on by certain things which makes me feel like a slut. That’s what Steve Crudmore is aiming for; because he knows full well I don’t fancy him.But I know he would fuck me given. A few blocks up I whipped a Uey and started heading back towards her to get a better view of her front and face. After all, that’s what drives my voyeuristic endeavors to begin with, right? As I neared I slowed more and more. I could see she was cute as hell and her breasts were amazing. Her full, firm c-cup breasts were practically falling out of her revealing dress; she couldn’t correct her wardrobe malfunction carrying her shoes and still holding her clutch over her head.Sexy Part:As I was. I was nearly all the way up the stairs when she cleared her throat. “Hey.”“Hey hey.” I turned around to face her. “You busy?”“Not terribly. What can I do for you?” “Do you just want to… keep me company?” she asked shyly. “Uh, yeah, totally.” I replied coolly, coming back downstairs. “Kitchen, your room, my room..?”“My room’s fine. Thanks.” she replied, going into her room. I followed, and took my usual place on the bed. She took her desk chair.“I was meaning to ask, have you booked to see a. Off the back of the kitchen would be a bathroom. When these houses were built they didn't have a bathroom in the house. When indoor bathrooms were added they were build off the back of the kitchen because that is where the water pipes and drains were located. Upstairs there would be three small bedrooms, one behind the other.As I passed the house I saw that the driveway was on the west side of the house and ran from the street all the way back to a dilapidated old garage. There was a two or.