‘Silly’, she told herself, ‘he can’t be here tonight’. Two songs later, both she and Ana Lucia were exhausted and went back to one of the ba...s for more drinks. Exhilarated and out of breath, Andrea took her fresh drink and sat at a nearby table saved by Natalie when they first arrived. Ana Lucia stayed at the bar so that Andrea had a few moments alone. She watched the crowd, the place was even more packed now so that she could only see the thirty or so people who surrounded her. She gulped down. And I couldn't help looking at her. Noticing her beautiful blond hair, round breasts, beautifully shaped body, and sexy legs. She was a little older than me, but not by much. After a while she woke up. She opened her eyes and smiled at me. I couldn't help but feel a little awkward. We got out of bed, and into the shower. Rinsing dried cum from our bodies. As we showered and dressed, we talked and got to know each other a little. She told me her name was Stephanie. And that this was her. Having never been to Italy, I could only assume that the real place was even lovelier. I was also admiring the view of Michael, who was walking in front of me and opening the doors. Goddess, he was gorgeous! What on Earth did he want with me? I know that I’m not the most beautiful girl in the world. Pretty, I’ll give you, but beautiful, no. Lately though, I’ve lost a lot of weight and what once was hidden under fat has now emerged as some very well-defined curves. Voluptuous is a good word to. And yes, she had intentionally pranced around in only her panties and T-shirt from time to time, because doing so had given her a little thrill in her tummy.But the little seventh-grader knew full well that these flirtations, although foolish in retrospect, were no justification for that night a few months ago when he had first crept into her room. The night he had first skinned her white cotton panties down her long legs and tossed them aside. The night he had first pushed her little Tee up to.