"There you go."She held up her bra and threw it at me; it was warm and smelt of her."Mmm, that feels better," she sighed as she got back on my lap."Lo...ks better too," I observed."You like looking at my chest then?" she whispered even though her mother was upstairs and probably asleep."You have a very nice, almost 'B' cup chest," I said."God you should see some of the girls in my class," she giggled, "Tits out here.She put her hands in front of her own chest to demonstrate their large. He confessed the thought intriguedhim on many levels the main one being taste. Tonight’sepisode was not planned he assured me. He thought I wastotally passed out when he started to work himself over.It was just an opportunity that when presented he gotcaught up in.I thought for a while digesting the words he spoke in mypost orgasmic drunken haze. It was funny because I knewwhere he was coming from. I had my own little sexualsecret that nobody knew about, well almost nobody thatis. I was13. She played with her lips very lightly for a short while. She mostly rubbed her breasts. When we got home I fingered and licked her in the car for a few minutes when she asked if we were going in. I asked if that was what she wanted and she said whatever you want. I told her that inside was good, the car was a little cramped. She went to walk in the garage to go in and I said, “Loose the dress.” She said, “Out here?” I told her to step out of the garage and loose the dress. Then I had. The two words are close relations, indeed. But the former is the evil step-sister of the latter. Envy is when you want something you lack but which someone else has. Jealousy is when you want that very thing that someone else has for the sheer joy of depriving them as much as gaining it for yourself. When that 'something' is a 'someone', jealousy becomes bitter and dark. You can't spell jealousy without 'lousy'; and that's how a jealous person feels until they can make the subject / object of.