I smiled, she looked at me and said what? I said nothing and tucked her hair behind the ear. The goose bumps on her neck and the upper breasts area we...e evident. I could imagine whats happening to her nipples.She began, “Looking at your phone content, it says something about you”, “It means that I have quite an appetite” I responded. At this point, I kept the phone aside and we were conversating. She sat aside distancing herself and asked: “How much is it”. I lowered my gaze to her breasts and. Soon as we walked in, we had a shock of our own in return.....Maisy was lying under the bedclothes, presumably had a hand up her skirt, playing with herself."Oh god, sorry Maisy, we didn't mean to walk in!" I said, meant genuinely. Her reply was "Well, I thought you two would be busy & you had left me out" which of course we were, but Sal wanted a change from the chair. Little did either of us know she was horny, but clearly she was."Hey Maisy" Sal said "why don't you let us help out, or at. It was so hard to tell what the little glass bird actually represented but going by colour it did not look all bad to her. It wasn’t a goldfinch denoting wealth, but she could live with the definitions she had found of white and grey birds. She liked the final words of the webpage, ‘Another myth, related to this one is that if a young girl sees a hen and a cockerel together on Valentine’s Day then she will marry soon. No wonder farms were popular places amongst young girls on this day!!.’ ‘No. OMG. Fuck me hard in every available orifice like some slutty, slattern of slapperness. Could it be true? Could this pansexual, non-binary, sexy God and Goddess be my 'bestest friend forever forever', Candy? And Candy's Mumsy was saying that maybe we should open my 'it's a surprise' birthday present, and I was ogling Candy's twin peaks of sexy provocativiity and fluttering my eyelashes in my yummiest, scrummiest, most enticing way, and Candy untied the bow and ripped off the wrapping paper and.