She told me of her trip to France the previous spring. Her French was poor however, she had not practiced since. We spoke of France and the French and...of foreign travels for two hours. The conversation arrived at New Orleans. The French Quarter she said was too dirty for her. She had been there twice with her mother. And she said she did not drink. I admitted that I do, frequently. But such is the city I live in. ‘ I have not drank in two months, since I met my fiancé.’ She said. She. ‘No, as you say we have nothing to hide.’ ‘I’m going to ask you one more time, please don’t go through with this.’ I hoped she would change her mind but she was getting up with Joy and Terry to go get their t-shirts. ‘Jen, if you go through with this damned contest, our wedding is off!’ I said as a last resort. ‘You wouldn’t cancel a marriage because of me showing my tits!’ she said as she was walking away. ‘Calm down Jerry, it’s not that big of a deal, the girls are just having a little fun.. Gemma encouraged me to open my legs as I lay on my back, feet raised and placed close to my bum and knees spread wide. She reached across to her bedside table, picking up her hair brush and placing it by her side. An instant later, as she looked into my eyes she began circling my clit gently. My pussy hadn’t been dry since we’d been naughty at college but with me having cum not long before, my pussy lips and clit were swollen and sensitive and as soon as she touched me I couldn’t help but moan. I finished all of my work way before anyone else did and I made good grades. So this exam was no exception. I grabbed my pencil and started writing. I finished after 20 minutes. So I decided to go to sleep. I slept so good that I even had a dream. A great dream, a wonderful dream. It was me and the hottest girl in school, Amber. Amber was 5'3" with gorgeous auburn red hair cut just above her shoulder. She had the nicest tits I have ever seen in real life. 36D's. So round and so soft. .