They came to my rented room, dumped my hung-over ass out of my bed onto the floor and threatened to drag me to the bar in my boxers if I didn’t get ...ressed. Apparently if you promise an Irish friend that you will accompany him to a bar on St. Patty’s Day you must honor that promise no matter how hungover you are. No excuses allowed. It took a couple of hours for me to get the chance to talk to her. The bar was packed for St. Patricks Day and I lost sight of her. I figured she had left. Then. Well, if it had been a woman, it would have been competition, I guess. But a man is not competition, at least not the same kind of competition. After the first shock, she just asked me a lot of questions.” “What kind of questions?” Tom asked. “Well, about what we did in bed, mostly. Did you suck me, did I suck you, did you fuck me, did I fuck you. And of course whether there was any chance I’d pick up a bug.” “How’d she react to all that?” “Curious, mostly. Very curious. In fact that’s. At least once every other day, minus the weekends, until the day after the musical. And maybe you could even play with my boobs and pussy too.”I immediately regretted promising already. But I just nodded. Suki took my hand and dragged me into the bathroom. She sat me down on the toilet.When I saw her bringing out scissors, shaving cream, and a razor I asked, “What in the heck are you planning to do with those?”“I like the pussies I eat out to be bald or at least trimmed. And I heard Chris likes. He put our cocks together. “D. You are small. He kissed me on the cheek and said” Come on huney.Let me fix you up”. He got off the bed and began searching in his sisters drawers‘. “You have a nice ass and a cute small cock”. He took out 3 lovely panties, a white lacey bra & a white half slip. {To this day, I love jerking off in ladies lingerie} He turned back to me saying , Try on my sisters panties, you will love them”. I first insisted no .