I put her shorts and panties on the bed, along with a tiny string bikini top and a short half-shirt. When she came out, she put them on and looked at...herself in the mirror. She looked amazing. Her shorts clung tight to her round tight ass. Her shirt hung low enough to just barely cover her tits, exposing her nice flat stomach. The little bikini top lifted her just enough to keep the bottom of her tits from falling out of the shirt, which were amazingly close to being exposed. "This is. Don't ask me why as I have no idea." "I saw another side to you last night," she said. "Oh what was that? I asked. "You were getting turned on by him too weren't you?" I told a little white lie when I responded to tell her the guy only turned me on because he was having her. I had some fantasies in my head and wouldn't have taken much persuading to turn around and give the hunk my cock in his ass hole as well as Maya's. I didn't want to freak her out by telling her that. "So do we string him. And my s*s was known to be a homely girl...We were curled up inside the same blanket... talking about school, friends and stuff like that. Suddenly she said, "Isn't it rather cold tonight? Lets come closer."We were really close to each other now. I could listen to her heart beating and I smelt the air she exhaled. It kinda felt good...her breathing was getting heavy...Now she put her hands inside my shirt started to feel my abdomen..."Hmmm...youf abdomen feels warm and cosy", she said. As we got out of the truck, I quickly sprayed some cologne and we walked into the restaurant. Mr. Spencer was waiting patiently. He stood up, shook Matt's hand and gave me a glare with a spark in his eyes. We sat as the waiter took our drink order. Matt and Mr. Spencer began chatting about me and my dancing last night. I began to blush, then Matt said that I fucked like I was dancing.I excused myself from the table. As I walked away Matt said for me not to be gone for too long. When I.