Confidently, he strode toward the door. His thoughts were focused on Julie, and their upcoming encounters; Ray didn't notice that the room seemed big...er somehow, as if he were shorter. Ray didn't notice that his center-of-gravity had shifted a little lower. He failed to note that his chest seemed a little heavy in a peculiar way. He didn't notice the long wet strands of blond hair brushing against the small of his back. So focused on sex was he that all these signs failed to register.Julie. She stayed across from me making sure her ass, wrapped in shiny, stretched fabric was in full view of everyone. As the night wore on, she made a point to twitch and verbally engage anyone who "accidentally" brushed against it or her. She flirted with ease. She took her time walking out the back of the bar to smoke, always coming back having made another friend. During one of her smoke breaks,I hit the bathroom. The tiny, filthy room was nothing more than a hole. It had one urinal and one toilet. I had a habit of in the summer wearing some lower cut shirts so I always ended up with a lot of cleavage showing. And I guess to a horny 18 year old it was a God send.So as I worked on this frame I found myself staring out of the corner of my eye as I watched him work. He didn't seem to notice my stare while he had his ear buds in listening to his music just working away on some matting for an 18 X 24 picture. Slowly I let my gaze travel down from his face and slightly linger on his chest,. But she had to resist showing what she had hidden, whatever her desires, which were very great. No boy could get a hand below her waist. All the girls were envious of her, but she was known as a cock-teaser. Some girls, correctly, surmised that she liked girls more, but even those girls who wanted to could never get their hands below her waist. Her most treasured encounter was in the girl’s toilets at school where one not very attractive girl kissed her passionately full on the mouth and.