Jenny placed her fingers to the other girl’s mound and stroked the material, sensing the tight curls beneath. As her fingers reached lower, she coul... feel the first signs of Emma’s juices seeping through the cotton, and pushed a digit forward to explore.Her shyness had meant Emma had limited experience when it came to sex. College parties and a few drunken nights out had seen her lose her virginity and sleep with just three different boys. But Emma was adept at bringing herself off with her. There are times when Amber’s just casually talking to him and she’s focused on how his gaze is sinking into her slowly, allowing her to focus on just how deep brown his eyes are, until she's struck with the intense need to look closer, and find out just how much deeper they go. Until the color sinks into her, and she’s already lost track of what he’s saying. Other times, it feels like the puncture of a needle. Like when she watched him slip out of all of his thicker layers of clothing, leaving. I put on a pair of very short white shorts and a tight fitting tank top; mixed a drink and strolled down to the pool area. I just sat down in a lounge chair and was enjoying the warm evening. I was the only one out there at first, but after a little while I heard voices nearby. I looked up, just above me there were two men on their 2nd floor balcony talking and having cocktails. I leaned back in the chair and closed my eyes. I started to focus in on their conversation. It occurred to me that. ‘Oh sweetie, they’re not your real clothes. You’re clearly not a real man. My friend Megan was in the cubicle behind us, she agreed to take the clothes for me. If you’re a good girl then you might get them back later.’ She said authoratively. ‘What? Later? What do you mean?’ I asked confusedly. ‘Come on, honey, you and I are going to have a girly day out’ she said gleefully. ‘What?’ I asked again. ‘Oh sweetie, don’t be so innocent. I’ve read your blog. You’re $luttyCrossdre$$er87, aren’t you?’.