"I think you showed me last night that you don't really care about us. Apparently I'm not good enough to keep you away from slutty tramps." Cammie, th...t's not true," I said. "You know that isn't true. I care about you a lot." I 'know that isn't true'?" she asked rhetorically. "How the fuck do I know that?" she shouted. "You want to hear what I fucking know. I know that yesterday at this time, I was the happiest I'd ever been. I knew I had someone who cared about me and respected me, and that I. She had this T shirt on and shorts. She thought we were alone so didn’t resist as I lifted her shirt and got it right off quickly followed by her bra that was hardly holding her fantastic tits in. I started sucking on them getting her nipples as hard as rocks and she was squirming now and I just knew she was getting wet.“Get the rest off babe”.“No, let’s go to my room”.“No, I wanna do it here I wanna do it here, I wanna see you naked”.She did as I asked and I got my kit off as well. We’d been. ‘Yes.’ ‘Let’s go in.’ ‘Are you sure? I figured that you have had enough of ‘my people’ for one evening.’ ‘I’m positive. I can do this. But take your jacket back first.’ She handed it back and I watched as she adjusted her tits in her shirt so that they were on lofted up for display. She tucked loose strands of hair behind her ears and moistened her lips. ‘I’m ready, let’s go.’ We walked in and found four of my friends at a table staring at college coeds. They saw Paige long before they noticed. That day she awoke around 11 a.m. went to shower, she came back wrapped in a towel texting on her ever present phone, she dropped her towel and played with her nipple rings while awaiting the recipient of the text to answer. Then there was a flurry of activity in her room, I thought she was going to get dressed, but she was just straightening things up and when she looked at the clock I thought she was going to cover it up, but she just adjusted it so the entire bed could be seen, a move I.