... I hope so, but Steven is a little shy, I had to ask him to the party after hearing from a friend that he wanted to ask me, but was too nervous. ...e's really a nice guy, good looking and doesnt come on too strong like some of the guys. I figure he would really appreciate what I have plenned. I carefully pick out my underwear, trying different styles. I end up choosing a black lace bra, that is just a little too small, due to my growth, but it gives me a nice "lift". Black "boy-cut". I nodded, hey c'mon, and Maura started taking Kristin's shirt off. Oh man, Kristin's boobs in a bra, her cups running over. Maura took hers off too and unsnapped her bra in back, letting her big breasts fall out as she bent down to start kissing Kristin's cleavage.Steve started to move down to my crotch, but I stopped him. We both looked at Kristin, who still seemed to think she could get away without showing them. We all stopped and stared until finally she reached back and unsnapped her. They chatted for a couple of minutes and then she gave the one a hug and then the other and headed back to me.I said when she got back to me friends of yours, she tittered they are now, they are from France I’ve seen them around the site and they recognised me she said, there English wasn’t great but the both had big ones giggling, so you know me like to keep international relations good, I said I’m not sure I know this Helen at all, she laughed and said sorry its just I’ve always wanted to. ." Slut? Well, that's not exactly what she calls herself." She reached down and squeezed his wet cock again. "I never liked that word." Oh? Why?" It's such a harsh word, and it's unfair, too. It's too judgmental."She glanced at the clock, sighed, and rolled off the bed. "Enough philosophy. Now remember, not a word to anyone. I never have sex with guys from school, but you're an exception. I'll tell Sabrina that I'm seeing you. I won't mention what we did, I'll just say that I'm seeing you..