Well I’ve caught up a bit now, but three-years ago my tits were pretty flat and tiny. My parents popped out by the pool to say goodbye and Stephy an... I immediately got on the phone to Cindy to bring over the booze. I didn’t want to drink my dad’s stuff or else they’d know what we were up to. It was still warm when Cindy arrived like forty-five minutes later and she had on a pale blue sundress, which she took off and she had on a cute bikini underneath. I got some cold cokes and we started to. I move the hand that she’s not covering down in between her legs, and when I start playing with her clit, she’s moaning involuntarily in time with my thrusts. Moans that quickly go from muffled, to lusty and full. ‘Gonna cu-cum… if not… careful,’ she says, in between shaky, heavy breaths. ‘Why be careful, then?’ I respond, then guide her to have her lay on her back. I brush my fuzzy chin against her nipples, and flick them quickly with my tongue. She grins, but pulls me up. I start to fiddle. He starts imagining the fun of riding it. He imagines all the envy of other guys, wanting the motorcycle that he's riding. He's getting so much pussy thrown at him because of his cool, new bike. So he's DEFINITELY going to have that bike."By the time my boss, James, finished explaining the inner workings of the male psyche to me, we were both laughing our asses off. But I got it. And he was absolutely right. Guys see. Guys want. But most guys' fantasies begin to dissipate when they sit in front. The group left the office but were stopped by Devon's former doctor. Hewas upset at them being there and seeing her dressed as she was. Coragave him a terse, "She was diagnosed by a reputable doctor. She isn'tyour patient so save the theatrics. You might not like that you had toface pressure from families due to being forced to treat her for herissues, but that doesn't give you the right to complain about her toanyone who will listen. Save the lies, you told social services that shewas being.