I looked at it and it was Tim who was calling. I let the phone ring for a bit before pressing the receive button.“Hey Tim, how are you?”“I’m f...ne, Amanda, and you?”“I’m awesome, just home eating noodles and trying but failing to entertain myself. nothing to do and nowhere to go”“Oh? Why don’t you come over, my buddy Declan is coming over and we would love it if you could come chill with us”I sat up and gave a silent squeal. “Really? I’ll be there asap!”So I finished my noodles, told my brother. As I have cute little B breasts, I don't tend to catch guys staring which is one of the reason I wear baggy sweaters to hide my shame at their small size. They don't feel small now, however... I feel the subtle jiggle of my breasts as they seem to be constantly moving due to my heaving breath. I feel my nipples hardening from the cold and wonder just how roughed up they are about to become.The sound of cheering erupts at my being stripped. All of the guys clap, hoot and some even whistle at my. At first Alan didn't paymuch attention to it, but then it became rather obvious that there was more bodycontact with each play. Alan noticed when he was dribbling and slightly bent overthat one of the members on the other side was always right behind him rubbingtheir growing bulge into Alan's ass. Playing like that was starting to get Alan excited and after several more minuteslike that, he just reached back with his free hand and just grabbed onto Ray's everenlarging bulge. "You like that. In maths, can I call you Dr Phil?” She giggled again.“Please don’t!”“So, Dr Phil, tell me about you. Got a wife back in England waiting for you to get back there and fuck her silly?”I pondered inventing a more interesting life for myself, but I’ve never been a good liar. “No, I’m divorced. A couple of kids I see every second weekend. I go to the university, have a few quiet drinks at the pub every Friday and watch way too much football on the telly. That’s about all there is about me.”“How long.