While i was watching the photos, she came with coffee. I touched her hand intentionally as i took coffee from her hand. She sat next to me and started...chatting. While chatting i grew confident and placed my hands over her shoulder. She didnt react to that.After sometime i slightly touched her hip through her saree. She was taken aback. She turned towards me and i am sure she was hiding her smile. I was looking into her eyes and now my hands were literally smooching her smooth hip. She was. My cold hands began exploring beneath her sweater, till they found her warm soft breasts. She shuttered when I traced her nipples with an icy fingertip with shivering moans. She returned the favor by sliding a delicate hand down the front of my pants grabbing my cock than gently cupping them around my balls. No matter how I might try to explain it, unless you've experienced it, you cannot appreciate how changes in temperature against your skin, especially your gentitalia can be so unbelievably. Beth had been helped into a green waist cincher. Her already trim waistline was compressed even further. Garter stockings and heels in matching colors completed the outfit. The green served to accentuate her flame red hair. Kristin had been dressed in all red garter belt, stockings and heels. Both girls were painfully aware of how their newly shaven genitals were prominently displayed by their outfits. Charlotte had been insistent that their makeup must be perfect. Lucinda had been pressed into. I almost told Dave and Sarah--who was ever so chatty at lunch and madesure that we knew she was THE divine Miss Sarah--about the mix up at theATM. But I held back, not wanting the chick to blab all over campus.After lunch, they went on to other shops that didn't particularlyinterest me, so I paid the garage fee and drove back to our apartment.When I put the remainder of the cash back in my wallet, I stole anotherlook at my ATM card. The hair on my neck stood up when I read theembossed.