Anyway as Stephen Stills once famously wrote … ‘If you can’t be with the one you love - love the one you’re with’. ‘Mmm … your panties ...mell nice Aunt Joan’‘You shouldn’t be sniffing your auntie’s knickers’ ‘Sorry Aunt Joan I couldn’t help it, I love the smell of panties’‘You’re such a naughty boy Bill … what am I going to do with you’?I ran my fingers lightly through her hair, over her shoulders and down her back. I then moved to her lower calves and worked my way up and over her thighs. The. We ate some Chinese food that hed bought us. As we waited, Joe sat on the staircase & I between his legs he talked about how he needed to get on the road but he didnt want to leave us alone. He massage my shoulders & felt on my chest (my bee stings). He played with them underneath my shirt. Tiff saw this & said she was going on the roof. He didnt think it was a good idea but we told him our parents let us go out there. Off she went. He continued to feel on my titis. He pulled me up to him, open. And though his brother had a very prestigious job he was very easy going like Jeff.But we had gotten to be friends with Terry for Jeff's benefit. Though I still fantasized about fucking the crap out of her. Because she did have a hot body. I'd seen her nude but she didn't know I'd come over to see Jeff and she was taking a nap and Jeff had gone in the bedroom to get something and quickly came out and motioned me to follow him quietly. He'd left the bedroom door open a little so I peeked in and. "Hey you two." shouted Terry. "If you don't hurry, we'll all be latefor our classes.* * * * *After waking in her own bed, Marsha was surprised to find all thegirls' clothes hanging in her closet. But as she caught sight ofher reflection in the mirror on her dresser, her surprise quicklychanged to wonder. Why should I, a girl, she wondered, be surprisedat finding girls' clothes in _my_ closet.Marsha dressed quickly, picking out clothes she hoped would show offwhat she had. She frowned as she.