The game got more vicious and the betting got heavier. It was almost as if we were trying to get somebody over this next hurdle. As it so happened it ...as Leslie that needed more chips next. She looked around the table as if debating something and then finally said ‘To hell with it’ then she stood up and removed her bra. ‘It is kind of a relief to get that thing off. It felt a little bit small for me.’ Then she rubbed her breasts a little as if to get some circulation back. But I think she was. He was about two inches shorter than I, and about twenty pounds lighter. He had shaggy brown hair that reached to his collar, and the bluest eyes I had ever seen. His features were, in a word, perfect. Full lips, high cheekbones and a prominent chin framed a flawless tanned complexion. He wore a now tattered sleeveless T shirt and shorts that showed his toned physique.I had never thought of myself as gay, although I had traveled enough to see more of it than most American kids. But, this guy. ”“That’s a big challenge, I would think,” Tasha said.“It is,” I agreed. “But I have time to work things out because I promised you I wouldn’t make any decisions until we had our talk after graduation.”“But we both know how it will turn out, right?”“And in our lives, nothing has ever changed out of the blue because of some unexpected event?” I asked.“So, you still think it’s possible?”“Anything is possible, Tasha. I won’t absolutely foreclose the possibility until June. Too many things could. “Yes. Yes bitch.” she ordered, “Lick me.” She gripped Samantha hard by the hair as she forced her to lick her pussy. But Samantha didn’t need to be forced. I could see her pink tongue slide up hungrily into Sarah’s wet cunt, dividing her swollen pussy lips, turning deep inside her, drinking her into her mouth. I could see Samantha’s chin working back and forth as Sarah ground her dripping sex into her face as she grasped her by the hair. Sarah pulled Samantha’s head back, and Samantha gasped.