“I guess you’re right, Betty, but what can you do.” Wilma shrugged. “I mean it’s not like we’re going to run out and get boyfriends.”“...ouldn’t want a boyfriend,” Betty said, her speech showing a little of the wines effects. “Why put up with the whole bull when you only want one part - the best part.”“I don’t know what you mean?”“Wait, I’ll show you...” Betty whispered.With that she got up and disappeared into the bedroom. Wilma could hear her rummaging through one of her dresser draws, looking. A little louder this time while I saw her tongue flash out to lick her lips.My forebrain was apparently disconnected by this time because I did something then even I didn't expect!I pushed Emily up to the vanity and while I spun her around to face me I pulled her robe down to pin her arms to her side. I nibbled on her neck for a moment and then I dove into her bosom!Using my hands and arms I pushed her tits together and began to lick and suck! I licked her nipples while still fondling her. Neither appealedto me, so at 19 I moved to the big city for fun and adventure. After sixmonths I had a cheap little studio apartment and a job as a waitress ina run-down diner. It wasn’t so bad; the food was excellent, the tipswere good, and we got one free meal a day. Connie, the owner,mother-henned the four of us, watching out for me and the other younggirl, and cutting the two single mothers a lot of slack so their kidswouldn’t be neglected. Sometimes we’d go out together,. ‘Because we have been asked to and it’s the right thing to do.’ I said. ‘We can either leave together and continue to enjoy our evening while these good people go back to enjoying theirs. Or, I can walk away now and leave you to be thrown out by that good officer on your own further spoiling all of our romantic evening. Your choice.’ Dahlia’s eyes darted this way and that, taking in the diners who were still staring at us. I couldn’t tell what conflict it was in her eyes or how to diffuse her.