Kym told her that boys couldn't cum one after another like girls could but she was sure I would get hard again if they put on a strip show for me. She...told Kay to stand up and stood behind her, putting her hands under her shirt and lifting her heavy boobs then dropping them. Kay started to pull her shorts down and Kym told her to wait as she didn't want me to see it all at once. Slowly she eased Kays shirt up until the bottom edges of her boobs and big pale nipples were showing. They were. The bottoms of her boots clacked as she walked over to the Jennings’. Predictably, she was wearing a short frilly skirt but kept her legs warm with a pair of lacy tights. Her small feet were tucked away in a pair of grey boots she had treated herself to as soon as she sold an art piece in Chicago. It had happened on a whim, and she still couldn’t believe her luck. One of the regulars at the coffee shop mentioned a website that promoted local artists from fashion to painting. Hadley got home. ..! The visual of some random guy lifting his...kilt...?Cringe...!"And I thought I was weird..." I cringed...again!"It's just a random thought." Sammie snickered as she hugged me."Okay..." I rolled her back over with me atop. Or should I say she letme roll her over? "How's this for random?" I grinned down at her. "Iwould really love to have your babies." Oh God..." Sammie sighed and shook her head. "It's a good thing Patdidn't hear that." Why...?" She would say...'That is so lesbian'.". She was 15 and one of the older girls, boarding since she was 12, and now approaching her final year, she would be gone this time next year.I like anyone who was awake, would have known where she was and what would have to her, this late hour, it was common practice amongst the girls, there were so many of us to choose from, and the senior ones were the most favored.We all accepted it with an air of bravado, mainly because the older girls were in favor of it, so we kept quiet and just went.