I remember dancing with a few guys but not much more. On the way home Trish and Cindy told me I was into it and let men grope me. Even being drunk I c...n't picture me letting that happen without me stopping them."I honestly don't remember but I called Barb the next day. She spent the night dancing with your friend Larry. Trish and Cindy disappeared for almost an hour. I asked Barb what I did and she told me that men did touch me but I kept telling them to stop and that I kept pushing their hands. She stopped at Lynn’s skirt, pulling on the zipper and dropping it to the floor, wrapping her arms around Lynn’s tiny body caressing and feeling her all over as she hooked on Lynn’s thong and pulled it down to her feet. Lynn resumed her focus on Christina’s full breasts as Kimmy pulled off her own clothes exposing her completely nude form.Lynn and Kimmy on both sides of Christina, as Lynn wrapped her arms around Christina’s waist and unbuttoned her slacks, guiding the zipper down to her crotch. My mother got remarried when I was six, and my little brother was born when I was eight. Being the older sister, I was often the one taking care of my brother; dressing him, feeding him, bandaging his bruises, and comforting him when he was sad. We were very close, my brother and I, and that didn't change even when we became teenagers. When I was nineteen, I moved into a dorm at college, but I still kept in touch with my brother. More than with our parents, actually. I invited him over to. His fingers brushed hers slightly and she murmured a soft thank you. Julie spun around, praying that he’d not seen the flush in her cheeks. She quickly spied a table off in the corner and strode toward it. She sat, spreading her dress neatly over her knees and sipped her drink. The DJ spun a familiar fast paced tune and before she knew it, her friends pulled her out onto the dance floor. Tossing her head back and laughing wildly, she danced, feeling carefree and happy, never noticing the pair.