As the sensation moved slowly higher, she could feel her pussy, slightly cooled since entering the car, pool with heat again. He stroked the edge of h...r panties and she was sure that there was no way that he would actually…"oh…" She gasped and he smirked as one finger slipped under the edge of her panties to slide across her soft folds, tangling in the curls of her pussy and tugging lightly. Releasing the curls, his remaining fingers joined the first, hooking around the seam of her damp. "Maybe I should wait until it's your turn," he hooted. "I'd get two bullseyes instead of one. Damn big ones, too." He laughed loudly at his own joke.I blushed. I knew what he was referring to. I'd worn this top because Mark liked seeing me in it, forgetting I'd be bending over all day. Every time I did, the scoop neck fell open and people could see all the way to my bra. I'm not small on top so that made for a pretty vulgar display. Guys had been staring at my tits all day and occasionally. Little did we know how gooda friend she would become!It was about four in the morning when we got into the house, we tip toedupstairs to bed, Amy whispered can I sleep with you tonight Nicky? I'm sohorny I need to cuddle someone. I grinned at her saying, "I'm glad aboutthat sweetheart because I'm the same way" giggling quietly we went intomy bedroom, kissed and caressed each other, tongues entwined, handsroaming over our female bodies, we undressed each other, or took eachothers dresses off,. It was in a group of men that we let our disagreement fester. ‘Ironman!’ one of the officers yelled. I looked over and thought it some kind of special maneuver. The shout was echoed by many, most looking at me. Uri smiled. ‘As you will!’ Uri shouted above the din. We rode hard back to the castle grounds. Ironman was no different than climbing the mountain. The selection was challenged-based as opposed to chance as done in Southerson. I feared the men wished to see Uri and me matched. Uri did.