She had long, straight brown hair and was drinking from her blue plastic cup with a straw."Hi," Pam said with a quick smile. She turned the cold bottl... in her hands. "Where did Debbie go?"Bethany looked puzzled for a second."Debbie? She went to play Seven Minutes in Heaven. Why?" she said, pointing into the other room.Pam looked that way and finally saw Debbie. She let out a deep breath. Debbie was talking to a guy, and when he turned around Pam saw it was ... Joe Molino."What is that?" Pam. It’s mostly to make sure they’re keeping up with the others.”“What do you mean?”“Girls or boys?”“Both.”“Hmm, I can’t really say about the girls but I imagine it’s much the same as the boys.”“Go on. Tell me about them.”“Well, I’m no expert...”“But you’re a boy!”“So I am!”“So you ought to know.”Toby looked at her, the sweet trusting face and her touching faith in him.“Well there are three sorts of boys. First the bigger, stronger, games players who reckon they have to show their masculinity,. Isn’t that right Gena?” Gena nodded and said, “He seemed fairly good when I tried him out.”“Should we take our daughters word, or what do you want to do?” “Margie let’s take this gag out. Do you promise to behave yourself?” Noname nodded and tried to answer.As Al worked on taking the gag out of noname’s mouth, Margie started disrobing. A few hoots went up from the crowd when her 38 D breasts came into view. She nodded and smiled at the spectators. Next, she pulled her skirt and panties down in. How much of that was alcohol, and how much genuine pleasure to see me, I didn't know, but she then said to me “I'm going to have to go up to my room to get a new shirt. Come on, it would be good to talk to you.We walked a hundred yards or so to her room, went up the stairs and through the door. We talked about what we had been up to, I gave her my view on what Oxford life would be like for her, and just chatted. I was really trying not to make it too obvious that firstly I was staring and.