Subconsciously my arm started to stroke her side whilst I was puzzed over this. Lavanya stirred and cuddled in more. As she stirred her T shirt rose o...er her thighs and flat stomach to reveal she was wearing a small black short. My hand continued to stroke her moving onto her side and stomach. I am sure at that stage I was not thinking of anything sexual but simply to comfort her whilst sleeping. I stopped moving my arm and Lavanya stirred in her slumber telling me not to stop, as it was nice.. She slowly removed my boxers and brought me closer to her body. Now, every inch of my body was touching her. I could feel her breasts squashing against my chest. Her nipples were hard and poking through the thin materials. I wrapped my arms around her breasts to feel for the clasp that held it in place. She reached back holding her head in her hands as she pressed her back into my chest, feeling her wet lips i wished i would find the clasp soon and release the beautiful breasts. I wasn't. I looked at them as they raced into the kitchen and stopped, side by side, smiling up at me.Damn if they weren’t dressed better than I could have done. They both wore plain white tee shirts with no logos, no screened pictures, no nothing. They each wore khaki camping shorts, from Bass Pro Shop, with pockets all over them. They wore a pair of their brown, high top, hiking shoes from Bass Pro also. They looked good and they knew it.I reached down and hugged them, picking them up and squeezing. The music down the hall was cranked even higher and drinkers crowded in around us, forcing us closer together. Nicole shouted one-sided conversation in my ear as I pumped the keg. To be honest, I don't recall too much of what she said but I clearly remember the feel of her breath on my ear and the five times her body rubbed against my arm as the crowd pressed in. Eventually the keg ran dry and I had the unenviable task of turning away drunk but thirsty souls, their collective mood turning.