She was heterosexual and had no real interest in females as such, it was just all that nude flesh and her own naked state that aroused her a little.An...way, she was getting used to it, she thought, and would soon be as blase about it as the other girls seemed to be.And then, that afternoon as she was looking in the back of the library for a book to complete some research, she had been approached by Yvonne, the tall, big busted Swiss girl. At first, perhaps because her French wasn't great, that. " Jordan walked over and helped Deborah remove her jacket. "Well. " she stood behind Deborah put a hand underneath each arm. "Raise your arms please" moved her hands forward and cupped the big firm naked breasts. Tweaking the pierced nipples with the fitted gold studs. "Very nice." She whispered something in Deborah's ear her lips on the lobe as her hands roughly groped Deborah's melons. My dick was rock hard. Throbbing in my jeans. The skirt fell to the floor. Deborah stood still as Jordan. ’ He handed me a package of Mint-O-Licious butter mints, something she loves. ‘Only one a day,’ he said, ‘or it won’t work.’ ‘I wish I could lose weight that easily,’ I remarked. He smiled at me and patted my hand. ‘I wouldn’t worry about that,’ he said. ‘Besides, your clothes wouldn’t fit and your pants would fall off.’ ‘I didn’t mean instantly,’ I replied, ‘just easily.’ ‘You’ll be fine,’ he said, ‘it just takes a short time.’ He walked away and disappeared in the crowd. A few minutes. I was so out of my depth but was having a great time. There were all manner of fetishist there. My eyes were opened and I liked what I saw. The leather men, all in tight shiny leather, shades and usually with a leatherboy at their boots; mistresses with slaves, male and female, often in the shiniest of rubber of all colours and designs. Some were goths, some were naked and many were in various outfits of a bizarre nature that seemed only suitable for one thing, sexual gratification! All the.