She was our neighbor’s daughter.”“Is she dead?” Rita gasped.“N-no! She’s not ... I don’t live there anymore.”“Oh, you moved. Did you...two do more than kissing?” Lea kept pressing.“No,” Danny said with a blush.“So you’re cherry,” Lea stated. “Same as us.”“Lea!” Rita scolded her sister.“What? It’s true.” She turned to Danny. “But you know how, don’t you?”Danny shrugged. “I guess. I’ve seen stuff on the ‘net.”Rita snuggled close. “Danny, would you ... I mean, would you like to do it with ... you. I was working in a Call center in Delhi, I am basically from Mumbai. Me and three more friends were living as a Paying guest. Just opposite to our Bungalow there was another Bungalow where this beautiful girl Poonam (name changed) use to live as a paying guest with one more girl. Poonam has the best BOOBS I have ever seen in my life. We both were of same age that time, 21.She was not fair, but had the best figure.34-28-34. On the first day of my job when cab came to pick me I was shocked to see. I was wrong.Later that week I was invited to the Sadie Hawkins Dance by my sister Julie’s best friend Melanie. When we got there I saw Frank and Judy, John and Sally, (another girl in our class), and Cathy and someone I did not know. The looks I got from two of the girls were pure venom. After the stares, there was a brief head together whispering by the girls. Then they all grabbed their dates and kept pointing at me. This did not look good.I pulled Melanie aside and gave her a heads up and. It was one of those full length ones, not the clips you see on the porn sites. This one was a story about a massage parlor, and when the housewife went in and was surprised to get a woman to serve her. I wrapped my arms around you and cupped your breasts, hefting them and letting my fingers define your contours. Your breathing got slow as you watched the housewife slowly strip, and I lifted the front of your skirt to run my hand down and up your leg, ending at your panties which were already.