Although I was never much of a card player, I agreed.That night, we sat on the living room floor with a deck of cards. At first, we started out playin... a game of Poker using matchsticks as a form of currency. We sat there for an hour or more, some snacks at our sides and a little alchohol to pass the time away.After a while, she asked “How about we change this game a little?”A little confused, I wondered what she meant “How you mean?”.“Well how about.... !” she pondered for a moment before. Heather fidgeted under the covers, trying to find a comfortable spot. She settled after a moment and yawned again. Chris carefully slid under the covers, chilly from the ceiling fan, but careful not to touch her. Despite his efforts his leg brushed her bare thigh."Sorry!" Yeah, I'm sure," she playfully retorted. "Sure it was an accident." She playfully poked his side.He had once told her that he had a crush on her and now it had become a joke between then. Nothing had ever come of it other than. I must taste them.”I sat, stunned. He wanted to taste my boobs and Icouldn’t even move! At Ike’s urging Jody removed herlips from his cock and came across to where I satimmobile.“You do have a great rack, Nica,” Jody said settingdown on the arm of my chair. I flinched when shereached over and caressed my breast. No woman had evertouched my breasts. Not even my mother since I haddeveloped them. I had realized for sometime that I was curious aboutsex with another. Sawyer was half out of his seat, reaching for his friend- but frozen in place. Watching her.Zack was only a few feet back. He visibly focused on breathing- on calming down.And that scared her more than the anger. Punishments that were thought out were always infinitely worse than acts committed in the heat of the moment.Her frightened eyes met Sawyer's for an instant before she focused on the floor. Before a song started automatically in her head and everything became slightly more....