" I flipped myhair back, grabbed his hand and we walked in the gallery.We saw everything worth seeing. An hour felt like minutes as he held myhand or ...rushed my hair out of my eyes. We ended up at a little Italianrestaurant nearby. "I hope Celeste doesn’t mind me borrowing you for anafternoon," I wondered. "No," he answered. "She’s okay with us, I toldher my plans before we left." I was surprised. "Really she doesn’tmind?" He laughed. "We’ve only been going out since August, plus shesees other. Liz sent me a text while I was brushing my teeth, saying “You better be there.” I replied with a note of assurance of my attendance, and put on my polo and khakis. I wore cheap loafers with it, so I was at least a little comfortable.I made sure I had that spare rubber in the side of my wallet, you know, just in case. I put that and my phone in my pocket, and drove me and my parents to the party. We left the gifts at the door-side table, and was greeted by Mr. Jackson, as we were the first ones. The two of them have obviously talked about it and they seem to be okay with having sex at the same orgy.“We’re all going to go over there and you’re going to stick your dick in her mouth. She hasn’t had as much experience as Riley and Tracy. She can’t deep throat yet. I expect we’ll correct that minor problem today. But this first time I want you to take it a little easy on her. Fuck her mouth for about a minute and then pull the blindfold off. Grab her tits and say hello. Give her a minute to. Apparently they do a very thorough job.When it was Simone’s turn, she chose ‘Truth’. I think she thought that was the safest approach. Not so.T. “What is the body part you are least proud of?” She blushed. We all knew what was on her mind. And I half expected her to say something safe like “my toes.” But to her credit, she faced the music. “I’ve always hated my small breasts.” Liz was the first to speak. “Your breasts are beautiful, firm and proportioned to your body. You should be.