They’re away this weekend, so I’m have a party with some of the old gang. We’re playing a game of truth or dare.”“Well, Johanna, I’ll tell...you the truth. You have really filled out into one gorgeous young woman.”“Thank you, Mr. B. Do you like my legs?”“Oh ssss- sorry,” I stammered, blushing furiously. “I didn’t mean to stare.”“That’s OK, Mr. B. I like it when an older man checks me out.”I didn’t feel quite so good about the ‘older man’ reference, but was happy she’d given me sort of permission. Mom caught the smile and figured out what it meant, but she bit her tongue."I'm not willing to commit myself one way or the other about returning to Gael, but I think I have to make the informal visit, so that I can at least meet my father."I saw Brenda's face and immediately knew I'd gotten things wrong."What I mean is that 'we' have to make the informal visit."Brenda's smile let me know that I had correctly worked out where I'd made my mistake.My statement led to mixed reactions in the. ”“I want you too, Lucien. Since the first day I saw you playing your flute outside the lunchroom, I wanted you so bad my belly, and my heart hurt. I wouldn’t even let myself think that you’d look at me, and here we are, sitting in your new truck and you’re about to give me a private performance on your flute.”“I want my date to have big titties so she will be happy and have fun tonight. I’m willing to try anything to please you.”“If I could make them grow myself, I wouldn’t stop until they were. I hadn't mentioned it to you because we haven't talked for over a week," she replied."What about the club? Why did you want to go there so bad.? Last week you told me while you were drunk on something that you let men rub your tits and ass. Of course then there's the fact that you let Dave rub his cock against you. Yes, I saw it. I also saw that you let him rub your ass and you didn't even attempt to stop him. Care to elaborate on that?"I have to wonder how long this cheating has been going.