" Jimmy whispered and I shook my head at him. He could explain later."We gotta go!" I said. "My dad's coming. We gotta go, come on ... Wait..." What?"...Jimmy looked at me as I swiped the engagement ring off my bed."It's my dad, he's gonna come in here!" I told him and then the doorknob rattled as my dad tried to open it."Jilly? Slut! Open the fuckin' door..." he said, pounding again so that the whole door rattling in its frame. Dad must have been hitting it with his shoulder or something. "Lock. She was just there in those red lacey french nickers and mathcing red lace bra i was going mad!"David have you finished staring? i knew you were looking up my skirt in the car today i hope you liked." she said"sorry Hannah i can't help it your just so god damn hot" i replyed"well get those jeans off now, i dont want to feel the odd one out here" she luaghedso i did what i was told and took off my t-shirt and jeans. i knew she was going to notice the raging hard on in my boxers though. We both. Wanting to tease him, I discreetly lowered my dress's neckline a little, and leaned forward so he'd have a straight view of my cleavage. His eyes quickly wandered to my chest and grew large. So did the bulge in his pants. It rose so quickly it was amazing. I wanted to reach forward and rub it for him but I couldn't, that would be wrong."So, um, uh, er, what do you think?" he asked quietly as he pretended not to stare at my boobs."It's fine," I say, my voice seductive. I lean just a little. Saying so publicly is death, of course. On theLeft, while we hate and despise the Right, we reserve particular vitriolfor the factions of the Left we don't like. Usually, we deny that they areSocialists! I just keep my gob shut, and my political credentials tomyself, because even if I'm not a Marxist, I am a Socialist. I work for myTrade Union, and I'm a card-carrying member of my local Labour Party. Thereis also a trump card, and I hold it. No, I'm not Black, Minority Ethnic,Asian, Lesbian,.