Our mothers and fathers became fast friends, and soon after we were both born (me five minutes before her), they began to raise us together. We were i...separable. Through elementary, middle, and high school, we were the best of friends. The only exception being my alcohol problem sophomore year. But she pulled me out of it, like only she could. She and I endured the teasing of middle school together. We hated being called a couple. That just spurred it on more. We endured school together, each. " And with that she stepped out of the room. He stood therelooking in the mirror in disbelief of how he looked and weirdlydisconnected to his current situation. He knew that in a short time hewould be serving drinks in the club just like this, yet he couldn'tbelieve it. He hears her walk into the garage and realizes it's time togo. He hesitates for a moment until he hears her honk the horn. Thatthe snaps him out of it and he heads for the garage.Moments later they pull up to the back entrance. I paused. Wriggled? Why did I have to wriggle? Whywere they tighter than I remembered? I smacked my head with a freehand... Of course... I had thrown them in the dryer on hot while theywere still soaked in cold water. I was an idiot.I squeezed into them and zipped up, successfully hiding my panties."See, nothing to worry about," I told my protesting inner voice.However, I also also realized the tighter pants probably didn't help tohide the shape of my derri?re.I snagged my black polo with my. My reply drew a large number of smiles and we all proposed a toast to a fun and enjoyable evening together.“Hey where are the girls, this isn’t supposed to be a sword fight,” asked Randy.Just then Louis walked back into the room holding a camera.“I’m sorry that the girls are taking a little longer but I think you will understand why when I show you this,” said Louis.Louis held the camera up and began to show us a quick video he had just taken.Clearly the ladies were very horny already and were.