"Maybe I should join the men's track and field team." Freddie wondered out loud.Sam laughed. "You know I love you, but you would get killed." She stop...ed chewing at she realized at what she had just said."What did you say?" Freddie asked."Uh, I said you would get killed." No before that." I didn't say anything before that." She avoided."Yes you did, you said you loved me." No I didn't." Yes you did." Freddie smiled."Okay I did. But if you tell a soul, I will kill you." I love you too, Princess. I speak to you and welcome you. I then ask you your bra size? You answer me that you have a 36 C cup. I then ask you in a loud voice how often you masturbate? You look so embarrassed as people have heard you mention four or five times a week. I see some guys smiling I ask you to return without your panties and to shorten your skirt so I can see your shaved pussy when you sit down. Also I want you to unbutton more buttons so most of your breasts will be exposedHer point of viewI feel so. She had me lie my head on her lap and as I sucked on her breast, she stroked the upper part of the shaft and head while running her other hand underneath my ball sack.I switched nipples and she moaned with delight, and her thick rubbery nipples in my mouth, I was so excited. She continued to stroke me and I got stiff and groaned I’m gonna cum.When I let loose a squirting ejaculation, I saw that she giggled like a little girl and said she always enjoyed watching a man ejaculate when it squirted. Mostly I just hung out, took advantage of the day's alcohol budget,and talked about random things with my new "bestie".There was of course the one appointment of shared misery, but we werefairly well liquored up by that point and it really was better that wewere able to share the pain (and further alcohol) together. By the endof the day we certainly felt like new best friends that had a ratherinteresting adventure together.----The bet had been bugging me for too many days and I had started.