I've never understood that either." No girl wants to go out with a boy when she's his second, third, or even fourth choice. If she tells him yes, it j...st shows how desperate she was for a date." Suppose, she likes the boy, and was hoping he would ask her out, even before he asked that other girl?" She tells him no, but makes sure he knows that she would really like to go out with him the next week. Maybe she tells him that she has something she can't get out of, or else she'd have said yes." To. But with each feminine scream, each girlish whimper, his pity became more and more engulfed by sadistic delight. He had noticed how pretty she was right away, of course. The moment they kidnapped her he had appreciated the curve of her waist under her shorts, the healthy glow in her cheeks, the depth of her beautiful brown eyes. Unlike his partner, he had avoided indulging in sexual fantasies until now. But the pitiful noises she was making now painted a graphic picture in his mind that was. "Ummm, yes." He stuttered looking at her great body and climbed from the bed. She had nice perky 34c breasts. She had very, very trim waist. And she had a tight little ass that a person could look at for hours.She walked towards Jack, making sure she had a more wiggle in her hips. "So, let's pick me out a shirt." She took his hand and led him to his and Hillary's' room. "What shall I wear?" she asked as she looked through Jack's shirts. "This looks nice!" she said pulling out one of his summer. The moistness and scent of the lingering sweat between her breasts underneath her top and left in the towel, seem to reemerge as I began to rub my face all around her full breasts. My hand could only cover the sexy darkness of her aureoles and her nipples as they poked through the material. I had always had a bit of a cloths and material fetish so this helped stir the erotic feelings and urges in my jeans. As we kissed passionately, the feeling of our lips together and arms wrapped around.