" A Boyfriend?" I giggled and said "No." "I'm suprised! You're cute enough! In fact,You're down right pretty! I thought for sure that by now,You would...either have one or the other. Maybe even both!" You think I'm pretty?" I was flattered and floored. I also started getting a hard-on again!"Very! In fact,You look exactly like Your Mother did when She was your age!" He took his eyes off of the road and stared at me for a moment,to drive the point home.Oh God,I thought I might cum in my pants. I cleaned myself up and got dressed, while Swati scooted off to her room with the soiled towel. Just five minutes after I had settled down on a sofa chair in the living room, turning the pages of a magazine, the bell rang. Kirti walked in as I opened the door. ‘Sameer dada (elder brother)! How are you! My God, it’s been so long since I last saw you. Where is Swati tai (elder sister)?’ Kirti gushed enthusiastically. She was genuinely happy to see me. ‘Oh, Swati was busy in the kitchen. I think. Go ahead, babes. Work those tits. I told you they were exciting! Stroke em guys!" With all six cocks out, the testosterone competition was on. Several guys were loosening their clothes, dropping them everywhere. Diane was in heaven with six men stroking their cocks, watching her. She was feeling her pussy tighten against her short shorts. She loved feeling slutty and wanted more. When all six guys were nude, I stripped and joined them. I wanted Diane to know it was all about her. It surely was!. He handed me the pipe and lighter and put it up to my lips, lit it and inhaled the way I did when I smoked my cigarettes. After a few times, we both finally got the technique down and were on our way.As we sat around in my room listening to music, I remembered that my father had a few porn magazines stashed in my parents room and I asked Tim if would like to look at them. I went and got the magazines and brought them back to my room and started looking at them. I can remember the feeling.