It really was a reward for both of them. Soon he quit fighting it and took his shirt from the start when they were alone.He once touched her chest ove... top of her dress and she screamed and slapped him.She said it different for girls and he needed to wait.He was hurt that she did that, until Andrea gently kissed the place she slapped, and then starting kissing him very intently again, she even pushed him over to lay on top of him, and that helped him forget what happened some what.But he still. I bet you can’t or won’t !!!” I am on the verge of bitch slapping her titties! Instead I say: ‘OK Barbie, I dare you to lick (whatever the guy’s name is) his asshole.’ She gasps and says there is NO way NO way she will do that. So I start clucking and doing a chicken walk around the table. Of course these three guys are sensing a win-win for them. And to her credit or due to stubborn determination she finally says: “OK fine. Game on Sharon!” We leave and try to figure out where to go next.. Names are changed to protect the innocent if there are any.The year was 1970. I was on a Fraternal Order of Eagles drill team. On this occasion I was not in uniform, I had stopped off from work to have a drink in the Eagles bar. The bar was nearly void of customers except for some women who were all on the Auxiliary Drill Team. I knew all of them because the men’s drill team and women’s drill team all traveled to state conventions together and my wife was on the Auxiliary team also. When at a. We go to a club, both of us looking gorgeous and incredibly fuckable in our revealing little dresses, and we pretty much tease the boys' brains out. Giggle. We flirt and dance all night, inflaming boys, letting them chase after us – and they do, believe me, they DO chase after us. We have great fun leading them on and generally toying with them.The ones who aren't very dishy, it's a case of "look don't touch". We'll deliberately torment a bunch of not-very-good-looking guys by dancing sexily.