On top he wore just a white bra and he hadmore in that bra than just padding. There was a definite shape to him.You wouldn't say he had breasts like a...woman but then again, youwouldn't exactly say he had a chest like a man's. His waist was thinand his hips were wider than the average male. He had slim shouldersand very little musculature. Not exactly an hourglass figure, butcertainly not the straight up and down of a masculine outline. Musthave been the hormones. He was sort of half and half.. Id known her for her whole life, so shes always called me uncle, even though we arent actually related. I knew she had my number for emergencies, so I sat up and started to worry. Are you alright? Yea, but my boyfriend ditched me and some of my friends at this party. Suzy is really drunk and Patty is freaking out. I dont know anyone here and Im starting to get scared. Can you come pick us up? She said sounding like she was trying not to cry. Of course, where it is? I said already hopping up to. She never made an attempt to move, allowing him to grope her ass.She relaxed her firm hug, looked him in the eyes and asked, "Would you like to remove my tee-shirt?"He slid her tee-shirt over her head and tossed it aside. She pressed back against him, her bare breasts pressed against his chest. He could feel her firm nipples pressing against him.With one hand, he pushed the remaining covers from his waist and down, the other hand gently pushing against her hip. She got the hint and raised her. She held a gloved hand out to him. Matt laughed and clasped Charlie’s hand tightly. ‘If both of us do not survive, no one here gets out alive,’ he finished for her, the phrase carrying an oddly traditional ring. The man then pulled a ski mask over his own head, his face suddenly looking almost identical to hers. With a nod, Charlie turned, moving quickly down the tunnel. Matt’s footfalls disappeared behind her. A cold feeling of unease crawled down the woman’s back as she stalked silently back.