Then Pam said if Sally and I were willing to play, she would too. It seemed we were all willing to play, but we realized it was getting late and Sall... needed to be home soon. Pan suggested we play the game next week when we got together, but could end the evening with a quick game of Secret Kiss. I had never heard of this game before, but it sounded sexy so I was ready. For those who do not know the game, here is how it goes. Each girl has to kiss one of the other girls on a place on her body. Honestly, I’m just glad no one seemed to be listening it. The whole thing felt super sketchy.“What did he want?” Becky asked with equal parts concern and disgust.I rolled my eyes, “Just more crap to clean and fix. I swear he’s a total slave driver.”We looked back to see him preoccupied with his food. “Ew. If that was my boss, I’d totally quit.”“He’s not my boss, Becky. Just-”“I know, client whatever thingie, Whatever, still, all I’m saying is if that was my boss, no.”We rejoined the group and. There was no doubt who was in charge.She smiled again. Perfect lips parted in a perfect curve over perfectteeth. The green eyes sparkled with what could be mistaken for humour.But he knew it was something else looking out from behind the eyes.Perhaps at another time, in another place she would be capable of humour.But not now. Her eyes chilled him and he was shaken by a frisson offear.He dropped his gaze.He mumbled. His voice cracked. He struggled with the words. His pent upanger and. .. real breasts...They were there! They were real! 'Either that or I am insane' she thought inwardly. What the shocked teen did outwardly was another matter."Oh my..." Rosa's voice was an odd mixture of shock, surprise, astonishment, disbelief, and pleasure.Of course all the others saw a 17 year old girl fondling her food smeared breast. The sight of which caused Rosa's Madre to summarily dismiss her from the table.In actuality the stunned young woman was extremely grateful to be on her own..