" Amy smiled and said,"I do."It turned out Amy knew exactly the guy. A friend in her senior seminar had met me a couple months back and had made some ...uggestions about what he would do if she got tired of me. Lewd suggestions involved him and bisexuality. So after a short time, she made arrangements and Phillip was to meet up with us on a Friday evening, and we'd see what happens. We met at a bar and after a couple drinks headed to Amy's apartment. Phillip was a very friendly guy, about my. Healy, her eyes pleading with him, but she could hear his voice, even over the loud bass of the song. “Take off your blouse.” No, her eyes silently pleaded with him. She looked down at her hands, her fingers already unbuttoning the sleeves, her hands pulling the blouse off her shoulders and throwing it to the floor off to the side. Her sweet face was flushed red in humiliation as she began to twirl around again, her hair swinging widely, brushing over her breasts as her hips moved back and. ."Ughhh!...I can't believe it...four more guys! Don reiterates his plan tothem while everyone forms-up either in front of or behind me. I make acount as they do so: 22 horny males. I'm pretty sure every male in thecounty knows about this party and those interested in 'girls' like me orjust too horny not to care are on their way over. But getting back tohere and now; everybody is in the line they want to be in, and from whatI can tell, both lines are equally stocked. I'm thinking that both. Her tiny tits felt like ice cubes and I could feel her shiver so I put my arms around her and drew her deeper into my embrace. We lay there quietly in each other arms for a very long time listening to the storm outside. I prayed she didn’t notice my rock hard erection. I would have been fine, would have let this moment pass as just an embarrassing story that never would be told. But Reema was curious! “Daddy? Can I…well…try it? Just a little. You know see if it fits? I’d kind of like to know.