"Did you sleep well?" I asked."Like a log," she said. "You?" Yes. I thought... I'm not used to sleeping with someone else." Me neither," Laura said. "...'ve never been able to spend the night, before."She kissed me again and sat up, an action I greatly appreciated. She squinted at the clock and sighed."We'd better get moving, or we'll be late for school," she said.I was tempted to suggest that we call in sick, but suppressed the idea. It might attract attention, something I was not at all eager. ”Mira, Ira and Yasmeen all complain, “Ben, we can’t go into a store dressed like this.”Shit! I hadn’t thought of that but they were right - not only did they look like refugees, they smelled even worse. I thought for a moment and decided, “You’re right, I will go into the store and get clothes for you.”Yasmeen reminds me, “Ben, if we change into our new clothes before we shower, we will get them dirty.”I say, “Okay, change of plans. I will get the clothes and you can wait to change until after. And then Fiona reached for me again. She put her hand on my breast, her fingers seeking to play with my nipple. Her other hand pulling me towards her. I put my arms around her, and moaned. Oh God, she was so sexy…!Why did I feel like this? I’d never felt this way about a woman before. I’d known Fiona for years, and had never thought of her like I was feeling right now. It didn’t feel wrong – in fact it felt incredibly right!Okay, I’d always thought she was attractive – beautiful even. She. After that I went out of my house still the aunty was sweeping. When went out of the gate aunty saw me and wished me good morning, I was silent and just kept quite and looking at her cleavage. Aunty called me near to her asked me what are you doing outside so early, I said simply. Her cleavage was driving me crazy, her eyes were totally covered by her cleavage.The swearing that were flowing on her boobs, the small way like canal which was between the boobs were making me excited and thrilled..