‘Robert, dude,’ Roger said. ‘I can’t believe you missed it. That hot blonde at the corner of the bar with her friends. She’s got the hots fo... you and you haven’t even noticed.’ I turned my head and said something like, ‘Oh,’ and turned back to stare at the screen. ‘She already walked by once, checking you out,’ Billy said. ‘You gotta jump on her. I’ll take her friend in the hippie dippie sundress.’ ‘Go for it,’ I told Billy ‘I just want to watch the game.’ Billy got up and left and Roger said. I looked over at my sleepingbeauty and smiled remembering last night. I climbed out of bed only torealize that I was still in my panties and bra. I reached for her shirtand put it on as a robe, it looked like a mini dress on my slight frame.I buttoned it up as far as my breasts and went downstairs to make somecoffee. The coffee was just finishing when she made an appearance still in hershorts and tee.She crossed the kitchen and kissed me telling me how sexy I looked inher shirt. I made us both. "That's amazing," I said, "I didn't think I could ejaculate on command." Amy laughed."Those climaxes of yours are spectacular. I hope the neighbors don't complain," I went on.She laughed again. "I know, I've always had loud orgasms during sex. Oddly I don't when I masturbate alone," she replied, "Kind of interesting."Amy's frankness could be startling but I found it rather arousing. Sensing an opening, I asked, "Why do you hold your breasts when you cum?" Oh, do I?" she replied, genuinely. “Did it hurt?”“A little bit at first,” Anita took a sip of tea, “once it was in, I was so thrilled that I came almost immediately! Eventually, it was so easy that I could keep it inside all day.”“All day? Did you go to school with it?” “Sure did… or at least I tried.” Anita stated. “I felt pretty sluttish… It felt good!”“You’re not a slut!” Sharon joked. “Maybe a little whorish… but not a slut!”“I guess the next thing was the handle of my hairbrush. That was good for a long time. The end was.