She groaned in frustration and unclipped her cell phone from the waistband of her jeans. If she couldn't go out this weekend, she'd have to call Black...ird at the number he had given her to let him know that their plans were put on hold. She hoped he wouldn't be too upset. And she wanted to call Erin too. She hadn't said a word to her at school today, which upset Samantha to no end. Samantha badly wanted to talk her best friend, to try and find out how she could smooth things over with. I felt myself getting a little turned on watching.A bald black guy came up to the bar, ordered a drink, then looked at me and asked if I wanted one too. I said sure, and he got me another rum and coke. We talked for a bit while the alcohol settled in. His name was James, and I told him it was my first time at the bar.He grinned, “You want to dance for a bit“ He asked.I thought for a moment, “Sure” I said, as I slammed my drink. I think the alcohol answered for me.We went out to the middle. While they began munching, Joan went into Crystal's drawers and pulled out some nail polish. Those wearing socks quickly pulled them off and started to do one another's nails while each took turns calling the men's dorm of the local college to make prank phone calls. While some of the calls were childish jokes, others were making the men they talked to as horny as the girls were getting just talking in slut voices.Paula took Crystal's razor that looked like a Gillette sensor Excell, and sprayed. " "Lucky, please touch my breasts. I want to know what it feels like to have them touched by a hand other than my own." "Are you sure, MIt?" She practically begged, "Yes Lucky, please. Touch my breasts." I slowly slid my hands up her smooth flat belly. I carefully cupped a breast in each hand and gently squeezed. Mit moaned and laid her head back on my chest. I asked, "Are you alright, Mit?" "Yes! That feels nice. It makes me tingle all over. Why does it do that, Lucky?" "Mit, honey,.