"I watched her ass going up the stairs until she was out of sight.We ate outside and by sundown, we had a party in full swing. We danced and the senio... girls seemed to want all my time. Nancy, Susan, Pam, Lexi, Judy, and TK surrounded me as we danced and made quite a production of making sure our bodies accidentally brushed up against each other. Even Amber Drake, Rich's girlfriend, joined them in the tease. Nancy and Susan had not been reserved this summer in being naked with everyone else,. We drank our coffee, then got up, into the bathroom to freshen up and then got dressed. I watched as Dee pulled up her stockings, fixing them to her suspender. She pulled up a tiny pair of crotchless panties and then her half cup bra. She looked stunning. Then she put on her button fronted dress, leaving the bottom few buttons undone to show the tops of her stockinged thighs. I dressed and we went downstairs.Doug was also dressed now and Mich looked a hell of a sight with her similar attire to. I'm not sure if it was the weed, the booze, my lack of sleep or the good old Catholic guilt but I started to cry. I was a howling mess. The funny thing was though once I stopped crying and composed myself I didn't feel a quarter as guilty as I had. Actually I started to feel amazingly horny. I was so tired though I just crashed out and went to bed. At about 1.00 in the afternoon the phone woke me from my slumber and I stumbled out into the lounge room and grabbed the phone. "G'day mate.". Amanda glanced around, no sign of her. She sighed, and poked her fork at that lunch day's pasta of the day. Their attempt at fettuccine alfredo made her want to puke. Like she hadn't already puked up everything she ate that day. This is positively revolting...Emma laughed, Exactly why I never eat it...Or never eat, take your pick. She, along with her three best friends, probably spent the end of most of their meals puking their guts out in the ladies' room. But then again, what Upper East Side.