Uh, you know there are some people who I see and feel like I already know them. It’s weird. Like they were part of some alternate past I had. It’s...really weird.”“Who?”“Brittany’s Aunt Sophie. She likes to dance and she’s hot.”“You’re going to Brittany’s for another lesson this week, aren’t you?”“Yes.”“Watch her closely. Is she signaling anything other than teaching you to dance? She’s hot? Like Brittany?”“Well, Brittany is really cute, but she’s also really young, and she’s a quarter Latina.. Forgetting whatever questions, I had I decided to kiss herback instead. Which also made me lose my ongoing battle to conceal myerection. My penis now visibly tented my towel. When we broke the kiss, Ibecame quickly aware that almost all eyes in the room were on us and thateveryone could see my predicament. Most of the girls just seemed amused,some seemed to regard me with some disdain and a few selected seemed tobe quite intrigued. I blushed furiously under their gazes.Jane just giggled and. " Did you like what you saw?" She asked me. " what do you think?" I replied pointing down at the obvious bulge in the front of my trousers. We walked to her car and got in and she threw her new purchases on the back seat with the other things she had already got. She drove straight to the woods and parked. We turned and kissed each other and I put my hand on her leg and slid it up until I felt her smooth pussy which was already wet and my finger slid easily inside her. She pushed me away after. But I still looked at girls more than men. Everything about them excited me – their style, their soft curves, their clothes, their slick, wet, musky smell of excitement.And yes, I’d been with James and I had enjoyed him as much as he enjoyed me. His toned and muscled body in contrast to my slender, willowy outline. His strong arms holding me and his hard, glistening cock feeling so big and powerful in my hands, my mouth, my butt. Our mutual climaxes and the taste of his spunk. But all that.