We get to the bar and party hard with her friends. We all dance. Christine definitely knows how to move her body. It's hot watching her gyrate and swe...t to the music. Guys definitely notice and flirt with her. She flirts back, sometimes heavy, but she always leaves them with blue balls. She can be such a massive tease. The champagne is flowing and she gets really drunk but not sloppy. At midnight we all cheer and she gives me a peck on the cheek. We leave shortly after. Back in my car, she says. . you know... ?”“Everybody’s lez,” said Zann, “it’s just inhibitions.”“Not quite everybody,” Amanda smiled, “even for you Zanzie. So you just go with your feelings Lizzie. You can try it and see, then make up your mind, or not try it, or try hetero, or not try hetero. Derek’s here if you want to. But trust your feelings and don’t let anybody push you into anything.”“Thanks,” Lizzie smiled.“Everybody I’ve tried has gone for it,” Zann objected.“How many is that?” asked Amanda.“Seven.”“That’s not. "No, no," she objected, "not that." Indeed, she did not taste that good. Fat women can sweat a lot, you know, or maybe you don't. I don't recall her getting a bath in the evening, nor a shower. But now she was alert and forgetting her laziness started pushing my mouth roughly to her clit, anxiously agitating her pudenda to create more friction, then with a deep sigh and a heave she came. I loved her contractions, man, I could really feel her cunt clutch and release, clutch and spasm and. Not exactly red, but very close to it. Her pubic hair though - when she allowed it to grow was a far more vivid red, almost orange and very wiry.Our jobs often allowed us to commute into London together. This meant a walk to the railway station to catch a train to Waterloo and then down into the London Underground to jump on a tube train to the city of London itself.We were in the middle of winter and the cold snap that had been forecast had at last arrived. It was Friday and it was freezing,.