" It's nice to know someone in this world appreciates her besides me. That excludes all the times I wanted to scream at her to shut up." Maya giggled....I find Betsy fascinating. She's been telling me stories about your father and the other band members. I can see why my mother fell in love with my father." I wonder why I never heard those stories." They're stories that wouldn't interest a guy." Oh. Uh, why don't we get some sleep? I'm still pretty tired. Are you going to sleep here?" I will if. It was warm to the touch and he soothed it along its length, stopping occasionally to probe a finger, feeling for tautness and any discomforture, I may feel with his probing, to which I would reply, 'No'.He eased my top up to my brassiere and ran his fingers along the ridges created by my tight fitting denims, 'You know this tightness can cause stomach pain, due to restricting movement inside', he said softly, somehow making sense, as the pain subsided slightly, and I said as much.Then he asked. I think you’d enjoy it. I’ll make sure you get home afterwards. You’re invited anytime going forward.”“I’d like that,” she said, taking my hands and moving them to the opposite breast, right on left, and left on right. I squeezed gently and she giggled.“Well?” she asked.“Very nice,” I said. “I’ll be happy to explore them later with my lips and tongue!”“And you can get me there with your lips and tongue?” she inquired.“I believe I can do that!” I chuckled.“I always wanted a guy to do that to me.. Josh's laughter ended abruptly when Heather unfastened her last button and opened her shirt. Her virginal white underwire bra seemed to glow as if it was bathed in a nightclub black light. Two lumps protruding on the tips of each voluptuous breast clearly marked the location of her nipples. Josh could not help but stare. Heather blushed, turned her back to him, and covered her breasts with one arm. With her other hand, she tossed her shirt to girl nearby."Gold Team... huddle up over here. Come.