I hungrily licked one of the larger blobs off her beautiful breast, as she began to tell me about her night, saying, "One of the guys left you that pr...sent as I was leaving to come home, baby!" I thought to myself, 'okay, one of the guys,' only deepening my desire to hear about her night. She curled her fingers into my hair as she told me everyone was having a great time at the pub and the conversation got pretty racy just before closing time saying she agreed to have a nightcap at the. May I come in ?'Smiling just a little, he took a step forward but she stepped back, partially closing the door.'I... I... Daniel, I... I've been... that is... I'm not... ' she was stammering and clearly extremely nervous. He had to do something or he'd be on his way home.Then came one of those strokes of luck which change your life: the outer street door banged as someone entered the building.Mrs. Fenwick gave a little jump. Clearly agitated, she looked over his shoulder to the stairway as high. Sasha would always blush a deep red when she saw Kay's beautiful breasts and fight very hard not to give away the fact that she would drop on her knees and eat out Kay on the spot. Kay was a 5 foot gorgeous woman with 34D breasts, good legs and a small booty that anybody could appreciate. She's kind, sweet, and outgoing: the perfect mix of qualities that Sasha loved.Sasha herself was a bit more curvy, being a bigger girl she appreciated her curves but it did make her self conscious at times. . She really hated them. Even more, she didn't trust them. She dressed and altered her face in part to dissuade their horny gazes with black tattered clothing and a deathlike pale make-up featuring smudged eye shadow and blue, corpselike lipstick. Her nail polish changed from blood red to black depending on her emotion: fierce anger or morbid depression.Worse, she had to face a whole buttload of strangers for her junior year in high school. Her clique of misfits--friendships well entrenched from.