Her curves were to die for. She looked drawn her curves were so perfect. She had been trying to control her hormones for years now, because she had no...boys with whom she grew up. She had thought about sneaking into the sled one Christmas, and sending herself as a gift to some lucky boy, but realized she would have no way home. It was becoming unbearable, and everyone at the workshop knew it, and hoped to take advantage of the situation.Blitzen was her closest friend. She always hung out with. As always, the two girls, who were obsessed with modelling, had started performing on a makeshift catwalk in Flo’s closet. They were still drying off from the pool as they strutted along together in their bathing suits.Without thinking about it, Flo started pulling her one-piece swimsuit from her shoulders downwards. The best friends had shared everything so were not unfamiliar with each other’s bodies. As Flo pulled the suit further down her body, Ellie couldn’t help but acknowledge her. And he couldn’t deny the ego boost he got from knowing he’d been able to give her something no other guy had. But mostly he’d just wanted to make her feel better, prove to her that there was nothing wrong with her. Mission accomplished. So why couldn’t he stop thinking about what else he wanted to do with her? ‘Alright bro, I give up. We’re getting slaughtered here.’ ‘Sorry man, I can’t seem to get my head in the game.’ Aaron ended the game without saving it and stood up to stretch. ‘Did you. "Looking up wide-eyed, she swallowed hard. "Troy, can we, uh, not do it tonight? I'm still a little sore from yesterday." Come on, Babe, don't be like that. Don't keep your man waiting for it. You know what they say ... if you don't keep your man happy at home, he'll go looking for it someplace else. You wouldn't want that would you?" She looked straight ahead to my chest without responding. Lifting her chin, I looked into her watery eyes. "You don't want that, right?" Slowly she shook her.