Laura loved those breasts. Randi knew it. Her eyes were flickering a message: Don't you wish you could have them again? Don't you wish you could just ...ip this blouse off?Smirking with self-satisfaction and sexual allure, Randi stepped back a little. "I'm moving back to North Carolina. You knew I was from there, didn't you? I'm going back. I got a job in Charlotte. At a bank. They're giving me a better job than this one." She tossed her head arrogantly, fetchingly, her braids swinging around her. Although the different body shapes and designs were as different as the colors of a rainbow, there was unanimity of personages all clinging to their own respectability.“Damn, Randall – this is good! You have an awesome point of view going on here. Sorry, had to tell you that!”That same is true for the very young. They have no foibles or personal flaws to get in their way. I met a marvelous young lady on this journey through my own respectability.She saw me as a tower to crawl up on, and peruse. The girl looks pretty attractive and all I can see is a bright pink bra under a black see through shirt. The girl looks pretty slutty, and it turns me on a little bit more. The two new people make there way past us and end up going up the stairs. I grab Bailey’s ass and lead her up the stairs to my apartment. I fumble to get the key into my apartment door. As I fumble I feel a hand slap my ass. I turn around playfully and see that Bailey took off her shirt and is just standing there in. I tightened my heels."Don't be afraid," I said. "It won't bite you." Oh man," she sighed, stopping her resistance. "It's right there!" We can't see," complained my niece."You're too far away," I said.The three foot rule was also discarded by them as they surged closer, standing without realizing they were exposing themselves to me. All that did was make me even harder. They appeared on either side of her, necks craned, peering between us."Wow!" sighed Emma. Then, "It's touching you, Ashley..