But then again, I was so glad I’d met him. So glad he was in my life. So glad he was my friend. So glad that I was his friend.I wish I was Holly.I o...ten had these fantasies where I imagined I was Holly making love with Liam, with Liam holding me, kissing me, being inside me.I looked at the clock.Fuck!I’d been sitting there for over an hour just looking at him lying there asleep. It seemed like five minutes.I got up and I went to the bedroom, returned with the duvet. The thought of stripping. Should I choose the perfect grip, or brittle slenderness? Assured convenience, or incredible friction? The best orgasm in the world, or the best orgasm in the world? Suddenly, my mind straightens up. I could never forgive myself if I chose differently. Everything happens in a quick, fluent sequence. I raise my left hand and firmly slap Vicky's behind. My right arm grabs Lola by the hips and pulls her towards me. Quickly, I unbutton my jeans and pull my dick out of my boxershorts. It's only. Fuck. Really? Hadn’t you realised?’I shook my head, again.It was true. I had never been told that I was small before Sara mentioned it. It felt almost more nausea inducing that she wasn’t mean about it either - just genuinely surprised that none of my previous girlfriends had ever brought it up. But there wasn't time for contemplation of how I came to be twenty two before anybody had let me in on my shortcomings. Sara was already galloping ahead.‘Gina needs a boyfriend like you. The two of you. Once it was in place, I walked back out to where Duncan and Trevor were.I sat down and we continued to talk. Duncan had turned the vibrator on and the sensations felt incredible. I had orgasm after orgasm while we drank our drinks. Duncan was playing with me and I was enjoying it.Trevor had moved my dress up a bit and cupped my pussy in his hand. They were treating me like a slut in the bar area. I was aroused and wanting them to take me upstairs."Your panties are very wet. Take them off and.