‘You better have a can of something.’ We agreed and slotted in our quarters for ice-cold cans of carbonated drinks with exotic names that none of...us had ever come across before. I selected a can of Myrtle’s Malt and Crystal chose Top Gaul. ‘God! It tastes foul!’ I exclaimed. ‘Yeah, it’s really vinegary,’ said Olivia. ‘It’s cold though.’ ‘It might be cold,’ said Crystal after a sip of Top Gaul, ‘but it’s not exactly refreshing. Can we swap drinks, Pebbles? I don’t think I can drink any more. "I honestly don't know what to say, Sam." We walked on silently for awhile before she added, "Well, do you want to be my friend, or don'tyou?"One day I was the love of her life and now she was asking me if I wantedto be her friend. I carefully considered what I was going to say beforesaying it. "Not if you're going to treat me the way that you have these past fewweeks." We continued walking. It almost seemed as though our walk was purposeful.Two angry and sad teens on their way to a definite. I was on the edge of orgasm, sensing it, Matt dove his mouth deep down onto my dick as wave after wave of orgasm rocked me. Wave after wonderful wave of cum shot into his magic mouth and he moaned softly as he swallowed me. Matt stood and removed his shorts, he stood before me totally nude. Beautiful, muscular and fit. He took my hand and pulled me down with him as we layed down on several blankets, right next to the fire. Laying on our sides and facing each other, our hands explored eachothers. Nakedness, soprized by so many, is very different for me. I love mypretty body; I care for it scrupulously with a strictlyproper diet and two or three hours of ballet, moderndance, and bicycling every day, plus frequent longwalks. But my body doesn’t come alive until it iscovered with layers of silk and snugly confined insidea stiff, tightly-laced corset.After a brisk scrub I dry myself, wiggle into a pair ofmy support stockings, and begin to dress for the day.My involvement in graduate.