Brittany suffered deep bouts of homesickness and would slip into a lethargic melancholy. I observed Jennifer get sexually aggressive with Brittany whe... she was in this mood.The complex and constant barrage of stimuli of modern American life was lacking here. This simple primitive existence refocused your needs. The appreciation of our few pleasures had grown. We savored the company of each other. Talking, touching and sex were important parts actions that reaffirmed our social collectiveness.. I chewed for a few minutes then spatit back into the wrapper before disposing it. I started walking again,this time toward my old apartment, thinking about everything that hadhappened tonight and how much I hated Suzie.I tried thinking about how I would get that ring from her, but as Ithought about it I started becoming sad and angry. My emotions were outof control and try as I might, it made putting a logical plan togetherextremely difficult. "I hate her so much" I said out loud, my. "I don't have any shower stuff today!" Gail lamented on our way down."Use mine." I offered."We'll be in opposite rooms."I looked at her — she looked downright edible. "I got a reasonable request. Come on." I pulled her into the girls' locker room with me. I grabbed soap and a couple towels and started the shower spray. The stalls were too tight for us to be anything but right on top of each other. I put soap on my hands and began washing her. She did the same to me. I had sort of wanted it to. , B?a pour mes ami(e)s. Je suis blonde, taille moyenne (pour une joueuse) 1m68 , fine, avec des seins normaux 85B mais ressortant mieux gr?ce ? ma finesse.J'aurais aim? en avoir de plus gros mais bon pour le tennis c'est mieux ainsi.J'ai eu quelques petits amis, 2 ou 3. Non en recomptant j'en suis meme ? 6, j'ai d?cid? de ne pas vous mentir.Ca ne fait pas de moi une salope quand meme ! Je cherchais juste le grand frisson mais rien...C'etait sympa mais pas de 7e ciel du tout.Mais bon j'ai pu.