He was eying my blanket, I had it pulled up over my breasts. He grabbed the blanket and pulled it from me. Not quickly, but slowly, like he was unwrap...ing a present. “Just as I thought. Is there a reason that your naked under there,” he asked. There was a chuckle in his voice, yet his eyes were serious. I looked into his brilliant blue eyes, still bloodshot from drink and found myself drowning in them. “We didn't fuck, Yoda. If that is what you are thinking,” I said. I don't know how I. The two of them quickly headed for his place and out of my sight. Despite the weather I wanted to see what was happening. After getting my shoes on I quietly snuck out my back door softly walking through the yard. Coming up to Jerome's bedroom I slowly peered inside. Sadly his bedroom lamp was off but the door was open with enough light coming in from the hallway to see what was going on. It had only been three maybe four minutes since they went inside. And yet there was Jerome laying on the. There could be nothing wrong with something that turned me on so much, I thought. After all, this is what sexy little panties were made for, to turn on men.The fact that I was being turned on by panties by wearing them just made me feel like a girl. I had always imagined that the girls in the magazines I saw wearing panties were turned on also, that their little clitties were hard and wanting to feel the pleasure of a man touching them. So, now, I was feeling just like one of them. My clitty. It lay between us, not spoken about but there, leaving a level of sexual tension still there. We became friends, he borrowed my DVDs and stuff One weekend around Easter Id arranged to pick up a film from his – Id had a really naughty morning, getting myself off in the shower with the shower head and fingering my pussy so that it was all swollen and juicy. Id shaved my pussy lips clean and I was feeling nasty. I got ready to go to his, I put on a very short skirt, intending to put on boots and.