Anna came out bringing the wine, looking fantastic in a denim mini and tee shirt. It was obvious she wasn’t wearing a bra, her boobs naturally swin... outwards, and I could see the nipples pushing against the material. “How’s it going?” she asked. “Five minutes more should do it”, I said.She filled my glass and went back indoors, coming back out about 5 minutes later. She came over and said “Time’s up!”, and sat on my lap. I had to move my laptop out of the way, as it was hopeless to carry on. "Chapter 2: Friends Of Yours?The week could not go by fast enough. The entire time, I couldn't helpthink about what this big surprise was that Anna had planned. As Fridayevening hit, I couldn't keep my eyes of the clock. Every minute seemed totick by slowly. At 8 o'clock sharp, I hear my doorbell ring. When I goto answer it, Shannon is standing there with Jason. After a cordialgreeting, I invite them in. Shannon says, "I figure I could use some helpif we are going to be cutting you two. Let’s talk some more when we get home.”We finish our drive in silence, but my mind continues to work. When we walk in I do something I rarely do, I pour a small drink of whisky for myself and one for Linda. I take a sip as we sit down on the couch.“Don’t get soused again,” she teases me.I laugh. “This drink only, I didn’t enjoy the other time,” I tell her.“Seriously, honey, you know how risky it could be,” she warns, the smile leaving her face. “It could get a little nasty if he didn’t believe. But by 9th grade, my first year of high school, that awkwardness changed to confidence. Ive been blessed with good genes. Im not going to be modest, I look damn good and Im proud of it. I get my height, all 5 ft 6 inches, from my dad, along with my long straight black hair. My shape, the small waist, slightly flared hips, rounded ass and amaing tits, as well as the classic pretty face, I get from my mom. I had my first date, a junior the first weekend of 9th grade. I havent been without a.