Fred and Jennifer took the chair directly across from us on the couch, while Harold and Denise took the second chair on our left. Almost immediately a...ter we took our seat, Jess grabbed me firmly by the face and forced her tongue into my mouth. I don’t know if I’d ever seen Jess this aggressive, she was out to get fucked hard tonight, there was no doubt about that. Jess moved to my neck and I took the opportunity to scan the room and review the other two couples. Harold was kissing all over. Stephanie and Amber stared directly at Brett as they slowly unhooked their bras in unison.As the two sisters moved closer to each other, their bras went flying across the room. Brett’s eyes feasted on the two sets of perfectly rounded breasts. “Stud,” Amber cooed, “You’re about to enter Sex Heaven. Now get those damn clothes off.”The girls giggled as they watched their uncle tearing his clothes off. He nearly lost his balance as he finally managed to pull his pants off revealing a large bulge. For the next few days, I watched TV with a totally new interest, findingthings hilarious, and in a completely different light. All those boringold reruns became much more interesting, and I couldn't help but laughingat things. Some of the jokes and such seemed changed, and the dialogue aswell to fit the changes, but all in all, it was about the same.I wondered what it was that made the TV like this. I asked around, butno one had even heard of that brand of TV or that company. I wondered. When I hit the p*****n/early teen years and first started my journey through puberty I started taking more note – obviously – of what separated girls from boys. It was the physical differences which meant a different clothing and ultimately in (generally speaking) different outward appearance. Skirts, bras, dresses, long hair, makeup, etc…where the things that made girls seem so different from boys. While I likely didn’t realize it at the time (retrospectively it seems to make sense to me), I.