Her tits also fell into my cupped hands. I saw that mother was offering me her’s so I went forward and took them in to my hands and gave them a few ...queezes before I out one in my mouth and started sucking in them. Mother started to moan. Encourage I use a bit more force and got an even better response. Just then I saw that my friend was twisting and turning her own breasts and moaning. One of her hand also went into her skirt she was wearing, at the same time as my hand went into mother’s. “But seriously,” she continued. “After the exams are over, you could sail with me every Sunday and maybe even next year you could go in the Hobart race with me? What do you think?”“I don’t know, Lori,” I replied. “After the HSC, we could do that, but I don’t know about next year, once Uni starts. But we can try it, I guess. I don’t know about Hobart though, I mean, I might get seasick and all that.”“Well, promise me you will think seriously about it?” she said. “During the long holiday time. I said before he was the most unlikely of guys to be a lady-killer. He was paunchy and disheveled and not handsome at all, but somehow women loved him. He had a mischievous gleam in his eyes, and maybe that was the reason. He always had a look on his face when he was around a pretty girl, a look that seemed to say, "What do you say we have a little quickie?". Whatever it was, girls were attracted to him, and they couldn't wait to get in bed with him.And it wasn't just girls, it was their. As much as I was learning about her, I still felt Dianna was an enigma.It wasn't so much what she said as what she didn't say. I had had theimpression before; she was holding something back. I had visited Ringersand talk to Chantal and the other girls. I learned Dianna, like most ofthe girls, held back from everyone, including her friends, to protectherself from being hurt. Pain both physical and emotional was a constantin their world. I didn't know what she might still be withholding fromme,.