“Let me help you,” I said. “Did he touch your breasts?” “Yes,” Mandy whispered. “Did he touch your vagina?” I asked. Mandy looked puzz...ed. “Your cunt,” I explained. “Yes,” she said, blushing profusely and looking at her hands in her lap. I too was looking in the same direction. Her legs had parted and I could now see the crotch of her lace panties. They may have been a little damp. My cock gave another twitch. Mandy saw the direction of my gaze and quickly closed her legs. I pressed on. “Did he. It was Tatiana, a girldfriend of Cindee's who lived across the street. She had a blonde bob and a sassy lip and she could see all of me exposed. Every inch. "Tatiana!" Cindee waved, jumping up and down. Her full tits bounced up and down beneath the sheer, torn fabric, right in front of my face. Her silky thighs brushed against both sides of my cock, just once, before she stepped past me to lean out over the railing toward Tatiana.Tatiana shouted, "Is that your roommate?" Yeah, that's him,". Basically Ididn't believe it, and I never gave it a second thought.Having been so horny for so long I just really wanted to have sex. I knewshe was interested and basically willing, and I just really, really wantedto be naked with another real, live person, and just see what it was like.Because I am posting this to a gay listserve, because I think I might begay, I won't go into any of the details, except to say that I basicallylost my virginity that weekend, and that I enjoyed it immensely.. Although Jack had many misgivings about police departments, he felt Las Vegas ran the most efficient and professional law enforcement operation in the country, by far. Frankie, Sam and Jack decided to have lunch and spent hours talking about various cases, old and new. The Ted Binion murder case of course was a prominent topic of discussion. All three felt the case was rather clear-cut in terms of evidence and motive but very interesting because of all the media attention and public interest..