I spent a lot of time with Julie (and the other two) in the library doing research and I managed to get Julie to have coffee with me after our group m...etings. Without being overly aggressive I let Julie know I was interested in her. Probably no surprise to her. Given her looks she'd probably had guys sniffing after her since she was twelve. She knew what she had so she knew guys were going to be interested in her.Then the second piece of dumb luck occurred. Julie found out that her boyfriend. After a few moments she came back in wearing a long sating red robe. She had a couple of bottles of oils that she had warmed up."OK take off your shirt." she ordered."Take off my shirt? I don't know about this. I'm fine." I said."Listen, I am telling you to take off your shirt, you take off your shirt." she firmly ordered.I don't know why, but I took off my shirt. She had me lay on my front and she began to drip the oil on my back. She slowly rubbed the oil all over my back and once evenly. ”I went back to the dorm and checked myself out in the mirror for a few minutes. My face was messed up, so I knocked out a half hour of pushups and pullups to take my mind off the pain. Angie digs my muscles not my face, anyway, so that was probably for the best. When I stood up to go to the showers, I looked out the window and saw Becky Finklestein walking to the medical building, wearing a white sweatsuit, a scrunchy around her wrist, and with her hair all messy. I ran out and sneaked around. She was braless and her breasts were perfect. They were small, now know she’s B-cup, just barely, but they were perfectly-formed with dark red nipples that were beautiful.I am not big like some American girls, I hope you like them,” she said as her hands cupped them underneath. Then, she undid her pants and pulled them off, standing there in just her panties.She was stunning. Her skin looked tanned all over and her body was trim and petite but definitely curvy. She pulled down her panties and.