After a while, I got up and said “I'm gonna make myself a coffee. You want one too, Roxy?”She nodded with a smile as she cuddled up under the blan...et. I boiled some water and made some instant coffee. I brought the coffees into the bedroom, and handed her the cup.“Thanks for the lovely sex, Caroline. Or is it...?”I felt a bit embarrassed. “No, my real name is Brian!”“Ok, let's stick with Caroline...I like her!” I blushed. “So tell me how you become this pretty girl!”I guessed I really liked her. Her bra split while she was at school. Apparently, it just burst. Exploded! If only I could have been there to see it for myself. I had to rely on my imagination, and on Tanya's description of what happened.I came home at the usual time. Tanya's bus was always ten minutes later than mine, as she went to a different school. This time, though, when I got in, she was already in the kitchen, talking to Mum. She was showing her a bra, her pink one. It had split along the seam where the right cup. She grinned at me happily as dad told me about the sleeping arrangements.I didn’t want to insult her, or make a scene. With the high cost of apartments there, and four of us crammed into this small space, there wasn’t a lot of options.Everyone clearly now knew about Lian and I. No one said anything out loud, and I would have been mortified if they had. At the same time, there was no use in pretending we weren’t who we were. I glanced at Lian; her big breasts, her deep eyes, and her skillful. .. she grabs me from behind,one of my breasts in each hand and gives them a firm squeeze.. I squealagain, and turn around.. and finally she gets into the dance with me...and we stay on the dance floor for the next song and the next. Finally,I let her lead me from the dance floor, blushing furiously as she pointsout how much my skirt has ridden up. We chat for a little.. I'm reallyenjoying this, really relaxed.. when she looks at her watch, and takesmy hand and leads me outside."Why did you....".