Thehell with her. If I was going to go through with this it needed to beworthwhile. Without me she would not have the job. With me onboard wecould ...o places.We had some time to get me ready, and we needed it. It was not myappearance that was the problem, it was as I said - if I said nothingand did not move I was Ok. I did not carry myself as a woman. It wasthat way I walked and moved my hands. It was all wrong. I needed to beinstructed by Siobhan and to watch women more closely to. "OK, you talked us into it," Donna said.They gave us directions to the frat house, and then wandered away."Can you believe those guys, inviting 16-year-old girls to their frat party?" Donna said. "You know what they have in mind." Yep," I said. "And of course we're going." Oh yeah, of course," she said, and we both giggled some more.That night we showed up at the party, both dressed to kill. We were wearing short skirts and tops that generously showed off our ample chests.As soon as we walked. We reached there by 9.30 pm. He parked the car and we went near the seashore where boats are being stopped. While walking he was cupping my butt. He sat near a boat. I too sat near (towards his left) him by leaning on the boat. Now we can’t find any one near that place. Within few minutes he started lip kissing me. He put his left arm around me and his fingers play with my stomach. His right hand started moving over my small tits while he puts his tongue deep inside my mouth. Both the tongues. Lisa was on Bill’s mind quite a bit, though, and he had to admit that he was eager to get home for a much-needed five-day break from life on the road. He had no idea that the line between fantasy and reality was about to be crossed, in an unexpected episode that was as sudden as it was earthshaking. It all started five days after Lisa’s eighteenth birthday. Bill was finally back from his long road trip. Right away, he paid a visit to his brother, Jack. Lisa was there, too, doing her best to.