Fortunately, I got lucky this time.She pauses, then replies, “...It’s Jordan. What’s yours?”.“It’s Nick. What do you like to drink?”, I ...mile as the bartender comes back with my drink.“Margarita. Double shot.”. I slip the bartender another twenty dollar bill.“Well you certainly can hold your liquor can’t you”“Unlike my friends.”“That them right there?” I point to the booth she was at. Her friends probably haven’t even noticed Jordan was gone. By now, the guys were sticking their tongues down. Then she asked me in a whisper, “Do you want to see them”? What”, I asked back? She replied by asking if I wanted to see her tits. She said that all the boys want to see them but she had never done that before. But I was so nice to her she thought she would let me see them, if I wanted. Did I want to? Fuck yes!! I have a motto my older brother told me, “Seen one tit, want to see more”. I told her that it wasn’t necessary but yes I would like to see her tits. She looked around and asked. This is beautiful Uncle Tim, I feel so free It is nice isnt it As we sat around the dying embers of the fire that first night, I joked with her, inquiring if she wouldnt be uncomfortable sleeping all alone with a man. Should I be? she giggled. I dont know what came over me, perhaps it was my attempt not to answer her but I asked her if she had slept with any guys yet. She just laughed, and said thats for you to find out. Silence ensued for the next few minutes until I changed the topic to what. " "Where you curious to see it at this point? To see what it actually looked like?" Michelle whispered her answer without hesitation now, "Yes, I was." "So, you then took it out?" Michael asked. "Yes, it was easy to because it just had one small button and I think I just went ahead and unbuttoned that and then reached inside and took it out." "And? Go ahead and tell me, was it nice? Michael smiled and asked. Michelle smiled back and admitted, "Yes, it was nice. I remembered what you said about.